I THANK MY FATHER

Stirring emotions,
Anger deep within,
Do not haunt me anymore,
With your wretched sin.

Cast you out,
Not letting you hurt anymore,
You have worn me out,
I am not your whore.

I let you habitate,
My tarnished soul for a while,
I gave you strength,
I lost my smile.

How did you gain,
Control over me,
I may never figure out,
I may never see.

But I will not pay,
With my life anymore,
As I cast you out,
God is at my door.

I ask him to enter,
I ask for his will,
Never to see you again,
I have had my fill.



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