Forgive me father for I have sinned.
Embarassment surrounds me.
I finally was found out.
My soul wants to feel your grasp.
Where is (it's here) the warmth (right here) that I used to know?
Falling in my abundance of sin (you have not fallen) to my own manmade Hell.
The ineveidability of departure seems inconceivable.
The addiction (the lust) this enslavement (these chains)
This inclination of losing all aspirations.
I just want to live,
To die for you.
Yet I am pulled (yet I am pulled) by tide of thoughts.
You'll never quit on me.
Look in the mirror and see the reflections.
A disturbing image is spat in my eyes.
Every step back makes me want to strive for more.
Your acceptance is more than enough,
I'll quote the bible but what will I do with it?
I feel like I can be the biggest hypocrite.
Satan's legs are getting tired,
As I start to pull away from his grasp.
I never knew that my path was only for you.
Bring me back to my roots.
You give me warning signs but I have failed to listen.
I feel like my path is never enough.
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