Redundant

This flesh is redundant, causing my soul to be plundered by devils, demons and evil others, foreign in my body, but I've housed them idly, as they widly took control of my fate, picking at my blessings, enticing my mind to keep flexing these sins as if they make me strong, in the moments where I'm low, closes to quitting, from all these self inflicted beatings, feeling the grief from self pity, how often have I dissapointed divinty, shamed my mane, so now im cast away from the pride, plunged myself into a sea of lies, lies of flight, not with these chains of inquity, insecurities securing me in hades, because I seek pleasures in the moments of pain, sounds like justice when spoken, but lusts and glutton have corrupted my soul, now I question when will I fold, and the pot was so big, when will heaven grow cold, go deaf to my foolish repitions, of repentance, more lies, can yours eyes even bare my sight, can love even justify my life, surely the value of my stock decreases, but yet you invest mercy into me, why? unworthly I receive, but my actions deceive, cause I just repeat the cause for my pleases for forgiveness, redundant,

My Flesh has been a montony of SIN,

Proud that it's been kin to demons,

nuturing the vices housed within,

surely your lightning is all that can cleanse me,

must my irises be scortched to see I was blind the entire time,

more lies,

For I have obeserved every adultrous crime,

maybe my hand you should stop on the clock of life,

stop it before it reached for more pleasures,

ane cause more redundant SIN.