Forgiveness

It started with a slow drip drop of admitting that I was powerless and as hard as I tried I could not stop That there was someone greater than I that I couldn’t deny who would love me enough to soften the drop As I made the decision to hand…

Fight

Right now I have two choices I can fight against the attack Or simply give into the voices Each choice comes with a consequence As apparent as white and black There's no grey in the clouds that rains and trains the doubt to stack I've always been my most difficult…