sin

tamara

My heart is aching,
my body is sore, 
and my mind is racing faster than u know. 

Why does this cruel life have to be filled with such darkness?
Why does this darkness come with such agonizing pain? 
Why must this pain bring such impure thoughts of blood and death? 

There are only two things on my mind, so impure, such sin. 
To give in to such thoughts would be such an agonizing relief. 

Should I? 
Should I not? 
Should I? 
Should I not? 

Maybe for now I'll stay in this darkness, 
Maybe for now I will tolerate this pain, 
Maybe for now I will leave these impure thoughts as just that.