Broken
Discarded
Alone
Unguarded

Heart like a stone
Wrists bearing scars
I feel like I'm on my own
Emotions hidden behind bars

I took to a mock paradise
Alcohol, drugs, the works, you know?
But they're only vice
I'm caught in the undertow

Beaten
Bruised
Bleeding
Abused

My hands shake
My stomach heaves
It's too late
Is all I think, after he leaves

They tell me that's not true
I can get help
But how do I?
Their words may be heartfelt
But I'm too scared to try

You are never beyond salvation and redemption. It is never too late, and you've never gone too far for Him to take you under His wings and shelter you as His own. He loves you, and He wants you, pain, broken past, scars and all.