“I want to know all I can possibly know” said someone in passing to me long ago and now I hear voices inside of my head that lead me to places and leave me for dead
I beckon to silence and ask it to speak to render me strong when I feel I am weak but all I can hear is the sound of my mind inflicting confusion and making me blind
my heart is an altar that barely exists the foam of a tide in a sea of my sins dishonesty begs me to never confess but here I am bleeding my thoughts nonetheless
if I can continue on living more days I hope to use time to change all of my ways and not to be selfish, and not to be ***** but only to do what Your will has me do