Try Not To Judge

Come take my hand, don't turn away, try not to judge, I just lost my way. My journey began, trying to be cool, following friends, who were lost too. Deeper, and deeper, into the fire, without a net, walking on high wires. Everything lost, my family, and faith, dwelling in misery, in the hell I made. Beyond this grave, I see a light, oh so faint, but a wonderful sight. Positive I must be, if I am to survive, does anyone care, if I am alive? Alone, and crying, I clench my fist, how could I allow, a tragedy like this? A new beginning, someone does care, help is coming, from the light somewhere. A hand I see, is reaching for me, please heal me Lord, from this addicts need. A prayer for my son..his journey to recovery is about to begin... please pray for him...