Faith.

I think i am at a lost for words
Tell me again what you've heard.
Stuck in something, almost to late
Is it real if the decision hesitates?

So hold my hand, feel my touch
If you can feel my soul, its rough
And completely lost of His simple grace
Tell me how it became complexly erased.

I need something to stir me awake
For nothing else gives, just seem to take
And what calls for my replenishment?