Father, I'm alone,

Father, I'm afraid.

Father, I'm hurting,

I rest in your aid.

Running from the light,

That shows my pain.

Running from the hurt,

But all in vain.

This anguish follows me,

Thorns grind into my flesh.

I feel so overwhelmed,

Caught inside a tightening mesh.

How may I escape?

Of rest I have great need.

By the guiding of your hands,

That always heal and lead.

Miaow, I tried to make my meaning clearer on this one. If you read it tell me what you think.

*Arghhhh* Formating. *screams*