Disbelief has captured my Inside

Since my enemy was unrestrained belief
I'm  burning inside and I'm roaming on side

I can not stop to think
What a shame but for me it's a big deal

What for I lost my sleep?

Was it even what they call  a "sin"?

No, I barely felt guilty

My issue is fear

I want isolate myself from stains

I want to rescue myself or maybe I should be killed:)

But I'm too weak for all of this


I can't rescue myself  from painful but sweet memories

Conversely I 'm making them alive