I sat in rehab
in shame.
I was the one person
I never wanted to be.
The decisions I made encapsulated
with sorrow's regret.
I lived fake for my whole life.
Fitting pieces together
with my makeshift hands
but they never truly fit.
I wasn't anything but deception.
So,
as I sat in rehab.
Jesus spoke to me.
He said
let me help.
That was when I knew.
He was and is
right,
and I was and will be
wrong.
So my thoughts became less
And His death became more.
Because He saved me from my grave