I'm writhing in agony; for myself I've disdain.
It's like I have relapsed because I could not refrain.
I'm seeing no recourse; no thing have I gained,
By being a martyr who throws Holy away.
I hate that I'm carnal, my flesh wasting away;
Burned up with the ashes of self pity and pain.
Take all of this from me; just cart me away,
Because how can You want me when You know I betray?
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