Lord I'm sorry for losing faith

I try to drink my pain away.

But the bottle didn't stop the tears. I was losing myself to the drink , into a world that didn't care about me. Holding weight no one could see but you . But my faith was tested with wounds . The demons had a hold on me. Cause I was questioning you. Cause this storms was coming hard. I was losing sleep, and death was knocking at every door. Worrying if they was a heaven, cause I was feeling firer. I was talking to the devil like he was my friend. Your life story in your own words. Reflections from a mother's heart. Felt darkness with every wound, and every cut of the wrist. Felt every pain with every death and every suicide thought. But I learn live, love,and grow. And that when I got faith again.