waiting in the dark,
is more painful than I thought.
this cycle never ends,
a pattern of similar path.
every new beginning looks back at my past,
and pulls me back again.
as my old sins are being read aloud,
my present atonement gets snuffed out.
for the Lord creates a blessing,
for when sins He does not account for,
but man will not see past history,
so shall they not see past me.
where are new beginnings,
and such costly claims?
to say forgive and forget
only God can possess.
one calls me bitter
another calls me pity
but how many calls me courage
swimming against the stream.
i'm not giving up,
nor am i giving in
i'm merely beginning to
surrender everything.
how many listens?
how many seek?
how may desire
honest discoveries?
it says give your left cheek
when your right is taken.
because God knows
fairness has no one but Him
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