I have followed and listened, I have turned my back on the world but I just keep sinning.
Where is the grace? Where is the faith and the strength in myself to do what I need to? To pick myself up everyday and live for You.
It’s hard to wake every day, knowing that the same old temptation will run me through the same shit I have already been through.
It’s hard, to fight the same fight every day of my life against something I can’t see, Father I need you, please comfort me.
I’m trying, but some days it just feels like I am dying. Like I am being pulled farther from you Father, but I don’t want to, I need you.
Father God, I know I will meet you one day, but I’m afraid of what you will say, about the things I have done with my days, and nights alone.
None of it was ever really worth it, I just wish I could be a little closer to perfect. I am ashamed of the sins I have committed againt you, I love you Father, I miss you.
But every morning I wake up, and I strive to do better, because in the end Father, I know you will love me forever.
The Scruffy Man