Sin scars your heart,
constituting a false sense of reassurance
and reminding you of your failures.
Broken lungs are screaming
to be reconstructed with light air
able to ease heavy burdens off.
You fill them with unnecessary desire
that burns a deeper hole where
reconciliation is just out of reach,
breaking trust,
crushing hope.
Remember,
not the days you neglected me
or how you ended up feeling lost,
know where you lay
and how you can get back up again.
Send your trembling breath my way,
I will give you strength
to last a lifetime of temptation
no matter the growing darkness.
