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.