In a world that is ruled by judgements, perspectives and power fights,
Aren't we all sinners?

In a world where now abortion is a crime,
more than the ******'s disgusting idea of a 'lovely' time,
Aren't we all sinners?

In a world where I am told that,
me flaunting my body just because
I love it, is not fine,
But rather a risking time,
Aren't we all sinners?

In a world where,
still many places loving the same ***, takes the right to remain alive,
lest alone be accepted or thrive,
Aren't we all sinners?

In a world where joking about sexism, racism, etc is considered cool and instigates high fives,
laughing at those who go against it,
calling them stuck up and tight,
Aren't we all sinners?

In this world where people think being a witness and not speaking up is okay to confine,
not as wrong as the performed crime.
Aren't we all sinners?

And this pathetic of an excuse of
'It's grey sometimes,
not an easy black or white',
allowing monstrosity to survive,
Aren't we all sinners?

how could You
love something
so selfish
and

broken
and
confused

and
undeserving?

how could You love a sinner
like me?

But I suppose
That’s what The Cross is for.

Memories I never made flashing in my mind.
All of the pain, from a past life.
A life I never lived.
A life in which I sinned.
But at least I wasn’t alone.

I'm just a beautiful liar, with nothing but chains and whips to cover the truth.
I'm just a beautiful liar, with nothing but wounds and scars to cover the pain.
I'm just a beautiful liar, with nothing but twists and schemes, to cover the hate.
You may deny me, you may admit me, you may underestimate me.
But somehow, I have you questioning yourself.
I'm just a beautiful liar, trying to be good.
I lie with no remorse, yet, I tell the truth bluntly.
I know my capabilities, only a few I choose to use it on.
Don't trust me, and I won't trust you.
I'm just a beautiful liar, beggin, to be good.
Punish me daddy, for I have lied to tell the truth.
For I have sinned to be good.
For I have underestimated my own intelligence, to get my way.
I'm just a beautiful liar, covered in promiscuity.

silk sheets burst into flames
blood drops of a victimless crime
devour me with your ruby gaze
pray on me one last time.

I need someone;
Who will speak prayers between my legs
Recite “Our Father” on my skin
Whisper “Hail Mary”s along with their tongue
Let me turn water into wine
Two lovers to one.