god I kneel before thee offering myself in transparent and humble shame, my sins are great taking up vast tracts in my scorched soul.
pride binds me to self, my putrid sight does miss what others see, greed gushes within my heart craving to take from others without returning.
god I supplicate my wretched foul body before thee seeking guidance and forgiveness for I have coveted things not mine lusted in dank alleys of the mind to possess the unpossessable
god I shed torrents of tears begging for absolution, a son hungering to be once again within your loving arms.
this is a piece from the churning mind at Wash The Bowl, www.washthebowl.com