(Journal) may 12, 2014

You haven't forgotten.

Though I've sinned,

& through this pen; I repent,

One thousand times - over ,

Boulder on my shoulders.

I hear you say that you will never leave me,

And I've peeped that,

Cause I could've been out on those streets: cooking crack, where them fiends at!

But, you haven't forgotten.

Though I've sinned ,

And through this pen - I repent,

Two thousand times; over, and over again.

Lord, why are so merciful?

Why would you ever send; your only son to hang on some wood for MY sins?

Better yet why'd you give me life in the first place?

You knew that I was gonna sin, and keep repenting way before my life began.

That's just the cycle ,

And I know how that could end,

But somehow you keep my lungs, heart, and brain working on days out & in!

And You still haven't forgotten - me ,

I decree,

& declare; that you will always be - right here like in my past.

Lord, I could be behind that glass, or underneath the grass ,

But your grace is sufficient and I'm just praying that it lasts -

Forever.

ELI