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Dec 2015
Lord have mercy
On my soul

Let not
Your heart
Grow cold

I sinner I am
And will always be

And man has been
This way
Through history

The battle with sin
I cannot win

It seems as though
I do the same wrong things
Again and again

Hours on the computer
Pleasuring myself

This is not good
For my spiritual
Or ****** health

But it wasn't my fault
You see

I just wanted
Female company

A poor man I am
Yes indeed

Listen to my words
Please take heed

Pray for mercy

And that judgement
Does not fall
Upon your head

Try to listen
To the words Jesus said

Talked to those
In chatrooms
Who delighted
In wickedness too

They lied and said
Evil was good for you

A good guy I am
And try to be

O Jesus
Please have mercy
On me

I mocked Christmas
And you too

I had evil thoughts
Through and through

These wicked women
They excite me

But oh how
Do they frighten me

Keep me safe Jesus
From their feminine charms

Protect me Lord
Let them do no harm

Preserve me
Until the end of days

I love Jesus
I'm not ashamed to say

And so I walk out
Into the cold

The next 6 hours alone
Each day I
Grow more old
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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