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MfP Nov 2017
Blessed beyond measure
Filled with gladness beyond compare
For everything in my life is a treasure
More than answers to a prayer
Thankful for this life
For this time that I was given
As of most days were filled with joy
For a sinner had been forgiven
With God by my side my transgressions
destroyed
Thankful for His power
For His essence full of light
For His beauty full of grace
For His love giving my eyes sight
To look up to his face
Finding peace in his presence
Finding hope in his mercy
For I was just a peasant
Unworthy
Of the grace
That will be forever present
In this place  

m.f.p
kainat rasheed Oct 2017
hate the sin,
                        please don't hate the sinner :)
The Vault Oct 2017
The sickness
I purged you out
Like a demon
Finger down my throat
Feeling like a sinner
The toilet my only friend
In my moment of darkness
The demons inside
Screaming as I purged them out
The pain
But feeling great
The secrets hid of what I did
Feeling thinner but like a sinner
But a sinner I am
With a head full of demons
Telling me to purge again
Because I will never be thin enough
Ribs sticking out
I will never be thin enough
Until I am dead
And in the end
My demons will win
I already know this
But still I sin
Because I am a sinner
So here I will purge
Away the sin
Down the drain
Into pipes who hide my secrets
That no one knows
Just my secrets screaming out.
helena alexis Sep 2017
individuals spot her from a distance
sliding down the polished pole,
licking her cherry glossed lips,
she was a sweet beautiful sinner

lonely sad girls aspire to be her
wishing they had the confidence
hungry men with lust filled eyes
contemplate towards sleeping her
but never act on their impulsions

this is her bitter reality
at only eighteen
she has seen things
no young girl
should ever see

- she is a ruined soul
KRRW Aug 2017
Hands tainted
by Crimson Stain

Even the Great Flood
can't wash this sin


Hell itself
cannot contain


Demons burn me
from within


Culled my brother
like I'm Cain.
Written
07 August 2015


Copyright
© Khayri R.R. Woulfe. All rights reserved.
Parker Jul 2017
I'm past the point of return
Do you see how many times I've been burned?
Or how many times I've burned others?
I mask my sins with pretend covers
My smile, my happiness, its all fake
How much longer can I take
All this guilt before I break?
Maybe I should just jump in a lake
Yeah, rid the world of my mistake
Of being born, or was it fate?
No, I'm too ******* up for being meant to be
Accident defines my identity
P.M.
f Jun 2017
My mother was a dreamer
My father was a sinner
And now I am  a daughter
With nowhere to call home

I laid out all the pictures
Constructing my memory
I was a happy little girl
Forgetting all my eyes had seen

I hid it deep inside
Every dark thing
Until one day once you'd died
I remembered everything
_

And now it consumes my thought
I try so hard to **** it
Abused and broken on the floor
There's a knife - a leg split

I'm far too vain to cut my arms
So I cut my legs
Why do I do this - it hurts
"Bittersweet", I said

Walking in the dark among the streets I knew
I remember you, the sky was black
And I was pale with fright of you

You smothered me, too much for me to bear
I couldn't scream I couldn't breathe
And you really didn't care

Punching me in my stomach
I felt a knot in my throat
I tried to form a fist, I couldn't
Felt my spirit start to float

Sleep paralysis is how my memories came back
It started with nightmares of me walking
And ending with me dying
6 - 28 - 17
shiv Jun 2017
You pray to heavens you dont believe in, asking for forgivness from gods you think are fake.
Anneteiku Jun 2017
Flesh and pleasures
Anxiety and loneliness
Tempted
Forms of confusion
Tangled in shame
Guilt untamed
Shattered tears
Shadowed in fears
Hiding in pain
Breaking in vain
Feeble
Surrender
Saved
Sanctified
Justified
Called
Eternity
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