It hits me like the cold August wind,
sending shivers all over my body,
forming goosebumps on my bare skin
making all my secrets known to the world.

It engulfs me in its red hot embrace
Feeding on the flesh of my innocence
******* the air of dignity from my lungs
Leaving me gasping for the remaining respect i had for myself.

Its like that crack in the middle of my mirror
The reason i never bother to look at it
Its like the red ketchup stain on my white shirt
The one i've been trying to remove.

Its my sense of being i search for in the lost and found
The dreams i've given up on and put under lock and key
Its the monster that sleeps under my bed
The reason i sleep in the dark so it won't see me.

Its all the wrongs I'm trying to make right
The crooked roads I'm trying to make straight
Its the sweet dreams that make me over sleep
The reason i put my alarm on snooze.

Its the tests i want to pass without revising for
The A+ i want handed to me on a silver platter
Its the weekend assignments i do on Monday morning
The feeling of being behind time keeps me going.

Its the prayer of a sinner i lament day and night
The throne of grace and mercy i kneel before
Its the dark sins i want made white
The blood of Jesus will set me free.

Its this prayer I've written down
The reason I'm saying Amen...