Two poems one prayer

Prayer
 I looked into the mirror and saw nothing but the abyss of my drug blown pupils. the black hole of my addiction.
My soul fell uncontrollably into it.
I dove head first into the hidden shadows of my being.
I had nothing to grasp but the darkness surrounding me.
I do not believe it had a bottom.
Two options left.
To continue into this  living death.
Or reach up out of it.
 I am reaching.
 God take my hand.

Answer
I set in the still house
A since of peace has settled to my bones 
A loving God has touched me
This is a place unfamiliar
No task, no need, just acceptance
For this I am thankful
For this I am humbled
For this I am motivated
To seek Him more