“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