Don't know how to face it.

Give me props for trying.
It's been over a year since my guts spilled out.
My secrets, visible.
My emotions, rampant.
On the run.
I could no longer contain myself...

I've tried to be as strong as humanly possible,
seeking God when my mind poisoned me and
I would wake and sleep in unbreakable shackles.

I used to never know, but now?
Now, I know.

There's no way to fix it.
There's nowhere to go but down.

In the end, Heaven's the only safe place
no matter how many times I've reached out
when my own heart deceived my actions.

I have to escape my thoughts...
and the only way out is through,
to give into them after one final battle.

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Written while listening to "Face It" by NF