for the father Jesus Christ
I am frightened of tomorrow for what if I go on the devil lake they call me weak don't know the strength it takes to get out of bed to take for me to live another day the scars that line my skin tell a story of lost hope and reckless abandon a dark chapter of my life that without you I would not have survived every mistake that was made is carved into the flesh that has been throught a lot of battles a few won and many lost but I have seen the 3 wooden crosses and know why there isn't a forth one have felt my soul burn to know what a sinful life gets you after your soul is ashes that is the moment you truly ask God for help why am I alive still why am I alive for another day and year because of the father Jesus Christ .
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