6.pain

wish that i could say i am a perfect man
i wish sometimes that i would not be who i am
one day i decided i would think on this,
not knowing if faith and pain could co-exist:

could i ever on my own conceive
of someone i did not know, but i need?
must be made to be at peace
and communion cause somehow i am
full aware that i've fallen

i find through every ounce of pain i feel
that my mind cannot deny that God is real

the inconsistency of what i say i should be
compared to what i am in actuality
leaves me in conclusion that i know the
way though i am unable to always obey

nothing in this world has satisfied
my soul's hunger for a deeper life
the weight of my misdeeds were crushing, blinding me
still live with pain inside but now i can see

the pieces of my life are scattered on the floor
stared at them till i could tkae nno more
do not deserve to be set free
forgiveness is what i desperately need

if it wasn't for the perfect the perfect blood was shed
would i not be dead inside but i live now instead
i know my faith's still here
believe through all my tears