Doubt
Trapped in these four walls
With only a God and a soul
A prayer to secure
But what if that prayer has no destination
What if the receiver does not exist
We aren’t allowed to question
We might offend
But how do we learn, if asking is a sin
Rules as grand as mountains
But who and where is the foundation
No guarantee, no assurance
falling from hope
No wind to comfort
No hand to catch
All we know, is that we’re trapped
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