The past knocks on my broken heart
Let me in it shouts
Seeking to be a part of this life
I am Moving on to Christ
Is my response
Silence is the devil that once manipulated me
Seeking to guide me in a dark path
Broken I was not knowing where I stood
As the storm came I moved like weak leafs  
At the end of autumn
Nothing within to sustain
Empty I was, following trends
Society had me as a consumer
Buy this, wear that, say this, do that
I agreed to everything as if no was never in my vocabulary
Christ had a plan but I was too blind to see
Christianity become a chore
when it should of been my life line
The enemy never attacked me
Because I was fighting in his army
Weakened I was, to a point where prayer
was never a part of my lifestyle
posting statuses, fishing for compliments just to boost my confidence
Young and wild I thought I had it figured out
Living in a fast world
While slowly dying inside
until grace and mercy saved me
Sight restored and now I see