Daughter of God

I was once a fragment of what a happy girl was supposed to be.

My life spiraled down a dangerous path and any happiness I once had had been squeezed from me.

But a light parted my fog and lit my soul aflame. My chains didn't just fall, they shattered, and I was free.

So when people ask me who I am, the first thought that comes to mind is simply this:

I am a daughter of God, the One who took the time to help me out of the ruble when no one else would.