These dark deeds inside of me. .|they scream and plea: |Just set me free
Shackled thoughts |leave me distraught |beneath a plot; |decay and rot.
You cannot debate| it’s far too late |for hope and joy. . |I’m way too coy. .
. . .What’s left is doubt| Whats left is pain |deemed inhumane| put into plain. . .view.
But the only pain I knew|. . . .|was you.
And when someone like me |begins to see | my limits reach| the peak |of eyes too deep |and heart too bleak |for one so strong |and yet so . .weak. .
Yet you are all I seek.
You are all I know.
Never been one to tell. .
but it will always. .show.
My heart is submerged in dark deeds that scream and plead.
Sin falls from sky to water bitter seeds in need. .