It’s You

Through the slums of decadence,

You found me and shared the inheritance,

Granting your eternal strength when I was weak,

I thought I had it all at my peak,

Turned out I had naught when you revealed,

Stabs of treachery and scars you healed,

Thank you for the love you gave me,

Restoring my faith so I can see,

My world may not be a better place,

But know that I can seek solace in your saving grace.