I was afraid at first
I couldn't face my surroundings
I was lost
I had no courage or security
I wanted to ask God for help
I wanted to plead to the Father
I heard a voice tell me I'm stupid for thinking I'm "worthy"
I felt it recite that I'm useless for mercy
I started to believe that, in the end, it's just me
I was weak
I tried to have faith in me
I thought I was able to save me
I realised this was above me
I acknowledged that only divine power could save me