What you helped me to become

I fell, no view, feeling, or sense

i opened my eyes to a dark room
cold walls and floors,
I screamed as loud as i can for as long as i can
And all i heard was echoes screaming back at me
I ran, I ran as fast as I can just to get no where
Right back in the same position, as before.
Cold room cold wall cold floors
I became so close with dark, that I no longer understood light
I gave in, I ran away to seek, what I no longer understood
And here I am now saying its all good
She gave me a hand, she gave me a shout, She turned the constant
feeling of cold inside out.
I turned my back, resisting to intake the good she could give,
not knowing its the best way to live.
I hated, i isolated,
I isolated myself from those who showed concern
I wasnt familiaR with the idea of a lesson being learned
I was on my knees, crying, begging,
And here i find myself closer to heaven
I prayed, i analyzed,
and now im thanking god, for my angel in disguise.
You helped lead, with out me even saying
& you helped me become familiar with the thought of praying.
You helped me see the light and the side of me
I havent before, So i wrote this poem to let you know
We are now ashore, no longer drowing anymore.
& im thankful, for the help advice and motivation
& For the heads up, you've become my inspiration