Confessions

I thought of this one in Church (of all places) while I was humming Unholy Confessions by A7X and wondering, well the poem should say the rest.

My faith burns faster every day

Something I don’t want to lose

I don’t know how I came to be this way

What part of me made this unholy ruse

I once put my trust in God

Looking back it’s rather odd

I basked in the love and light

Now from it I withdraw and make flight

Farther I fall from the light each day

Yet a part of me wants it this way

It wants to be left all alone

The maggots writhing within my bone

I still believe God is God and Christ is Christ

Jesus came to save man from our deadly plight

Yet something is wrong, there’s something missing

I can tell because I feel atheistic thoughts slowly winning

The few charitable deeds I’ve done

Ridding my worthlessness, trying to become a man

All the sin’s I’ve done for “fun”

I tried to resist, doing the best I “can”?

The problem, I think, boils down to this

Faith I know, faith I don’t feel

I’m a monster upon men, so heartless

Iron heart I know how to heal

Oh mighty Lord, I will be so brave!

I will confess, I’m too cold to save