Unfinished...
 

I remember the days
back when i was younger
Living in an innocent way
before i felt the hunger
It has been slowly pullin me under
My soul cries for freedom
While it is broken and torn asunder
The darkness will encompass my being
As I futiley beg for repentence
For my mind refuses to suffer my spirit the penance
Too consumed with pursuit of the pleasures of flesh
I only have committment to my self
Place my contentmet above all else
For i've tasted the venom and grown accustomed to the sting
The sins of iniquiety and sex will never end
I am overcome with evil and overrun by demons
My exorcism is long overdue
The angels in my presence flutter away
To leave my spirit dismal and my life in a fray
It seems at least in the sublminal some power's tryna say
You are an outcast, depart from me this day...

unfinished

this is more spoken word than anythign else...i need to get some elevated pieces on here