Where Would I Be

My life was full of sin and shame, things one can't bear to name. I cared about no one but me, myself, and I. however, often wished I would die. My heart was full of hatred and pain, bad memories that flooded my brain. Tired of wearing a smile that was fake, my very life I tried to take. In a hospital ward I awoke one day, undetermined how long I would stay. I needed something to clear my head, so I looked in the table near my bed. What I found was a Bible to read, left by the Gideons for those in need. I read of a man who died for sin & strife, even promised the gift of eternal life. That very day I became free at last, forsaking all the things of my past. Where would I be, if Jesus had never found me?