Defiled; I watch as it dies
Innocence as ashes in my hands
Thieving and living in my lies
I feel the need to water this land
With my own blood spilling forth
Abusing myself with words of death
From which my enemies have spoken forth
Leaving me to my own devices and wrath
I leave; stop and return
Only to leave once again
My mind is lost as my heart burns
And I run back to my sin
Who I've become; I loathe
My heart deformed; now unteachable
I only want to forgive and to love
But who I wish to be seems unreachable
Destroyed; I follow the dark
To reconcile is impossible
For I failed to reach the mark
To rise above; I am unable
I now target my arrow
I miss and it slithers as a snake
Just like my conscious became; I am low;
A sorry excuse I've become; a fake!
I leave; stop and return
Only to leave once again
My mind is lost as my heart burns
And I run back to my sin
Who I've become; I loathe
My heart deformed; now unteachable
I only want to forgive and to love
But who I wish to be seems unreachable
Reach down; my God; my King
Reach down to this Unreachable
Reaching out; I swear; I sing
Reaching out to You; unreachable!
Reach for me; from above
Reach down to this Unteachable!
Reaching out; I cry for love
Reaching out; nothing's unreachable!
Reach me; teach me; teacher
Teach to the Unteachable!
I know I am a Seeker
But soon I shan't be the Unreachable!
I leave; stop and return
Only to leave once again
My mind is lost as my heart burns
And I run back to my sin
Who I've become; I loathe
My heart deformed; now unteachable
I only want to forgive and to love
But who I wish to be seems unreachable
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The Ragamuffin Path
PoetryElijah Rowan Killinger has bipolar disorder. Along with the severe moodswings she has been addicted to pornography and is struggling with binge-eating disorder. She is a recovering cutter and finds it difficult to believe that she can be forgiven fo...
