I've done some bad things
Many bad things
I'm hurting because of this
Though I know that everything will be alright
Right now
Pain
Sorrow
Restlessness
I do not understand the life of a sinner
Who enjoys sin
This is not the way for me
This is hell on earth
A lesser version of myself
I honestly feel sick
Unworthy of your mercy
Your forgiveness
Such a sinful world we live in
Without you
I fall
I'm weak
And I know it
If things get worse than this....
They can't get worse
They can...
I just won't be having any part of it
I simply can't take it anymore
Happiness
I choose happiness
I'm tired of writing about this
But not living this
Because the other side leads to pain
Real pain
And it can get bad....
So
No more
I choose happiness
Use my sins
My pain
My sorrow
Use them
Learn from them
I know I have.
If I feel the need to write about this again
My soul has been compromised....
If you do not understand the importance of these words.
Compromised....
God...
You win.
And me.
Happiness
Ladies and Gentlemen
I choose happiness
The End.