My heart is wounded,
my mind is troubled,
my thoughts are dark,
my feelings are confusing
My soul is willing,
but my flesh is stubborn
What am I to do?
Torn, broken, dark, wounded, and confused
I am scared of my fate
yet I know if I turn, I am bound to be rescued
But flesh...
Flesh-me-I'm my worst enemy
The enemy
Somehow I open my mind, my heart to hear- to hear an evil thing
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