God himself cannot calm my fears!
Satan can’t control my rage.
Hell itself cannot contain my pain!
My heart can’t hold the emotions.
Though, my body holds the devotion…
My mind the addiction to be insane!
The universe cannot grasp my thoughts.
The world is too small for my dreams!
My soul too old for my body…
My compassion too great to go unseen!
My love too passionate not to be felt…
My persona too complex too believe.
Sin boils through my veins.
As saints visit me in my dreams.
All of me bursting at the seams…
All of me craving some kind of sanctity…
All of me, all of me! Dying to be redeemed.
