Apology to God

There was a certain peace to insanity.
The struggle's in going mad.
The ongoing fist-fight inside my skull,
Is the worst I've ever had.
Whip-lashed skin veils my bones
It screams 'don't let me die'.
The redness is swelling, the cavity grows
And I'm discarding every high.

Lately I've just wanted to tear myself
And break out of my own skin.
It's the dreams that need to seep out now.
It's the hopes and fears within
That have bound me to this spot
With leather straps tied round my limbs...
And I'm screeching to get out, I'm scraping!
But I deserve it, I have sinned.

Forgivness should not be abused but
Father I am sorry.
Acceptance should not be abused but,
This is my apology.