I am full,
Full of anger
And regret.
I am ugly,
For eternity
Internally.
I have sinned,
So many times
To many lies.
And I am done,
Done with trying
Done with crying.
I have struggled,
With every minute
Second in it.
I've lost hope,
But I am learning
For I am earning.
It is my turn,
I'm done with waiting
and debating.
The time is now.
And it is racing
Life I'm facing.
Here I am,
And here's my soul
Not mine to hold.
My hands are weak,
And yours are strong
They do no wrong.
Here my story is untold
You are the holder of my soul
And through my every prayer
I know you are always there.
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