There Go I but for The Grace of God

 

She was known for her beauty and good heart of gold
But her soul was entangled with stories untold.
Her thoughts twisted and turned and went spiralling down
The clouds then descended and she couldnt be found.
With one eye on the world and her heart in her hand
She entered a world that was not very grand.
Her mind had reached hell, so it only seemed right,
That there was gnashing and wailing from morning til night.

As she drowned in a liquid of guilt, hurt and shame
An angel reached out and whispered her name.
She was pulled out of the darkness and then into the light
The clouds had now lifted she had won the fight!