I felt that I deserved a break,
Thing after thing goes wrong. I’m powerless.
Keep searching for a way for
me to show
God that I repent. I need to confess
To stuff God must already know
Since He, or She, is everywhere
– sees all.
I just can’t figure any
of this out.
My safety net is broken, so I
I don’t even believe in
“sin”. At least
Not as relates to anyone but
That something which I once called
faith has ceased
To light my way. That’s not how it should be.
My head is full of doctrines
With each other. The word is derelict.