Amuck

I run amuck in my years,
Had to bear my shame.

Lived a life from the pit,
Got caught up in the game.

With those days behind me,
It's there for those to see,
The person that I was back then,
Escape from his disease.

Introverted, schizoid, no where left to flee.
Backed in to a corner.
My world was crashing down.

But looking back,
It seems a fact,
My Saviour was around.

Saving me in troubles
Saving me from death
Saving me from myself
My Saviour is the best.