I'm sick of the late nights full of conflict in my soul

I'm sick of who I was

Satan used to tempt me with thoughts of suicide

The only way I thought the struggle could end

But I won't let Satan have me

Some nights I just want to scream!!

Jesus stormed the gates of hell and broke the rules of death

So why must I feel this conflict?

Because Satan knows what I was called to do

All I see are the mountains God allows him to put in my way

Sometimes those mountains look so big and I feel so small

Why does the darkness often seem more visible then the light?

I'm sick of darkness

I wish I could rip my chest open tear the sin from my soul

But that's not the way it works the only one who can cleanse me daily is Christ