God, you’re my last chance of the day.I spend the night on my knees before you.Put me on your salvation agenda;take notes on the trouble I’m in.I’ve had my fill of trouble;I’m camped on the edge of hell.I’m written off as a lost cause,one more statistic, a hopeless case.Abandoned as already dead,one more body in a stack of corpses,And not so much as a gravestone—I’m a black hole in oblivion.You’ve dropped me into a bottomless pit,sunk me in a pitch-black abyss.I’m battered senseless by your rage,relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger.You turned my friends against me,made me horrible to them.I’m caught in a maze and can’t find my way out,blinded by tears of pain and frustration.