I'm sick of this Twelve years lying in a ditch Twelve years being caught up in a cycle of violence against my spirit Time wasted doing trustfalls while appendages atrophy and fruits wither Immaturity resides where vision is twisted towards the Self depression, my apathy, laziness, insecurity All come screeching back and grow at an exponential rate When this is my life Cycle of shame Nights spent saying sorry when I half expect to fall again me of little faith me of smaller vision forgive my half-heartedness knowing You for so long, I know and I see that if You could raise the dead, you can save me Need to be healed is greater than before this is my mistake my suicide Melt these bars Break these chains pull me out of the window of this cycle of shame melt these bars break these chains use my story to give others courage forgive me for turning my head away make me ready for You I'm done with this