My soul is aching.
Depressed.
For the missing piece of it that has left.
I gave myself away.
I allowed you to take from me every shred of self-respect and dignity I possessed.
Now I’m broken.
I’ve no one to blame but me.
My broken spirit wouldn’t allow me to see the beauty inside of me.
Now my mind, my thoughts, my dreams are plagued by pictures of you.
I can’t seem to pray it away because God would have nothing to do with the sin I’m in.
I’ve failed Him. I’ve failed me. I failed any hopes or love I had inside of me.
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