A7

I'm am a feind.  I deserve terrible things. I am sorry I've made you mad. I understand what your doing.  Your twisting my love. Your making me ruin things by myself. Your watching me do this. Waiting for me.  I'm a sick person.  I need help. I can't keep doing this to myself.  Give me a way out. Whisper to me like you always do. Tell me I am filth. Make me regret my sin. I want to change. I don't know how and I can't by myself. Hold my hand and lead me through the fire I started.  I can't keep suffering like this. I need your help. I need you to save me from myself.

No comments:

Post a Comment