All the paths that I tread thinking they were right,
Plundered and killed a million ideas.
Some were right, rest were just a massacre,
I was led astray, I gave in to temptation.
Now that I open my eyes,
I fear I may close them again as the days pass by.
I took people for granted; assumed they would understand,
I was wrong, regret not all, but many of my actions.
Today I stand in realization,
To understand and look at the oncoming storm.
I cling on to my crucifix,
And I pray that I don't fall.
I've had my share of falls, but now its time to rise,
Time to be humble, time to apologize.
Strength from above keeps me heading,
Into a battle of joy and grief.
I was made to fight - flesh, blood, and spirit,
Unless HIS power rests, I shall wither.
FATHER, hold me now, this battle takes me down,
I put my faith and might in YOU alone.
Hope my sins will be forgiven, sins count to a million,
But I'm not just the one; hope to see you on the other side.
