This is something that I wrote at the time I was lost with God.
|Behind these walls is a lost soul|
A soul that is to real to be untold
standing on the corner crying as if the world is made up of just you.
Behind these walls lies a lost soul
A soul that is crying out to the Lord God for help.
Deep down in my mind I feel and know that my soul is lost.
Noone knows whether I am alive or not.