I exchange one vice for another
Skin for Skin
Or pixelated emulation
I seem to only care for the end effect
Am I the only one who dislikes this?
I listen to music
I talk to other men
And I consider what I'm doing to be some sort of sin
No one else seems on my side.
So here I lay
Struggling in silence
Disappointed in self
And what's worse is I'd drag others down with me
If she'd let me.
And no one I've met is able to pull me out of a whole
Have I just kept digging? Is that the issue?
There's been prayer, there's been suffering
And in the end, I am just hoping this can be used for glory
Rather than condemnation
Because God knows if I could blink, and everything would be fine, I'd do it, and never struggle again.
But maybe that's where the glory rises from.