Your children Are they your friends?

Do you know how much you hurt me
Can you feel the pain inside.
Do you look at your sweet children and imagine how I cry?
From the depths of hell she lifted me.
Upward blinding toward the sun
Releasing all the shackles years of guilt I held so tight
From each ankle, wrist, and thumb as the lock broke setting me free
As I spent most of my life atoning for no reason only she
Upward flying into the fresh crisp cleansing air
Fill my lungs again to breathe
No more chains to bind me for God forgave and filled my needs