What am I supposed to do with this life filled with strife? All I ever do is take a knife and slit these wrists and open my veins, for everything I do is in vane because I do it for myself with no love for other. where am I supposed to go when every path leads nowhere and I can't find my home? What am I supposed to see when there's nothing for me to b, and there's no place to believe and there's no thoughts in my mind that care about what others see? Oh God, why? Why can't I see the hope and joy that you have provide? Why is my faith always so little? Why can't I ever see your face? Why do I always try to make my way without you? Why do I always try to do it on my own even though I learned time and time again, that it will never work? Why do I waste my file searching for temporary joy and pleasure when I know that the only true pleasure is in you? what is it that I'm trying to prove? There's no place to go, there's nothing for me to do, nowhere to see, nobody to believe in other than you, yet I can't believe. I can't believe your son would die for me.. Oh filthy man am I. I've lies, I've stolen, I've lusted, God I've sinned against you, and you forgave me.
released April 12, 2017
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