you haven't met me yet

this sin of my humanity, it lies in my flesh, and lies through my flesh, and lies to my flesh:

I'm the worst son
the ungrateful one
the complaining gnaw

the stuck up american boy
with dreams of flesh
and self preservation

a volatile agony
the heartbreak
and what I hate so much in you, is how you've become like me.

the perversion of simple
taking scissors to everyone's life
and there's no middle ground

I run wild, with fire in my eyes
an unrestrained heart
and all that I cry is "God, please make this stop"

that's all, and I cry

THEN WITH FERVENT WORDS,
AND HOPEFUL RESOLVE
I SCREAM


"I LOVE YOU JESUS, I LOVE YOU"