What words are there to heal a broken heart?

What medicine can fix these broken parts?

The bright but terrifying future, with a million possibilities

What difference can I make, even to the fullest extent of my abilities?

Nothing suffocates like the desperation of hopelessness

Do I really have a purpose, or am I just a display of worthlessness? 

I don't know anymore, I'm lost, scared and confused

Am I truly loved most times, or generally just used? 

Am I nothing but a failure, or do I hold value?

What motivation is there to keep pulling me through?

Why does life have to be so much hurt?

Where can I go to find comfort?

These questions echo through my head

In a never-ending thread

Pulling me deeper and deeper down 

When I thought I'd already drowned

I'll never find my way out

I tell myself, filled by doubt 

As the dark starts closing in

I'm reminded once again

When a bright light breaks through the dark

Separating the water and splitting apart

A hand reaches through 

Gentle and true 

The figure is surrounded by light

Giving my heart a will to fight

Against the suffocating pain

As it's calling out my name

The figure's voice is louder than the fear

As he whispers "Do not fear,"

It appears to be a Shephard, a servant dressed in robe or cloak

Certainly not a warrior who could save a soul so broke

Or could it be? 

As I look to see,

Though a servant figure was who I saw displayed, pulling me from the deep

The light surrounding him gave the aura of a king, or something heavenly

The word of truth comes back to me 

Filling my mind quickly see

And I remember all I was taught

When I felt I could continue not

I do have a purpose 

I am not worthless 

As the air feels thinner

Yes I'm a sinner

But I'm a sinner God died to save

I'm a sinner saved by grace

Given hope through Jesus Christ

Who gave up glory to die and give us life

I feel it swell in my chest, and light my eyes with tears, as I gaze up into the Shephard's eyes

I do have a purpose, Jesus cares, he's there, and he's saving me again, I realize

I've given my life to Jesus, and that's not something doubt can take

Sure it can weigh me down and make me feel like I have to break

But I can withstand

Holding the Shephard's hand

So I let his words ring through my head and chase away the dark

As he holds me and promises he's always there so there's no need to fall apart

I hold to my King's promise and let my tears fall to his hands

Because I don't need to hold myself together, cause it's for him that I stand

So thank you God, for being my firm foundation

And when I drown, you come help me re-station

Myself firmly so I don't fall

And you're always there when I call

I don't need to feel worthless

I have a purpose

So doubt and fear try your best, but I'm guarded forever

Cause I've given my life to the hands of the Good Shephard