CRY FOR HELP

[verseode]

Here I sit inside my cell
Imprisoned by my mind
The world goes by without my help
It manages, I find
The dark and dingy place I live
Brings comfort to my soul
For I am safe inside my tower
My non demanding hole.

Created by almighty God
We've kept apart, so far
I know He'd like to call me son
But I'm locked in my jar
I'm heading for a future, dark
I'm following the one
Who hates the ground I stand upon
But where else can I run.

I'm getting quite depressed, right now
To think, there is a way
Of getting out of this dark cell
So I can go and play
With Father God, who loves me so
His Son was killed for me
Oh come and rescue me, right now
And end this misery.

[Silas]

I like these your verses verseode
This one is a bit sad
but it's reality... and sometimes a bit odd
but you know you've got God
and of that I am glad