Here I stand, looking down a road I've built myself.
The road I've destroyed myself in.
I can come back, it will take more than I have left.
Time is to fast for correction.
Brick by brick, I build my house of turmoil.
Saturating myself in my mistakes.
Will I ever be good enough?
Can I get where I want to be?
Will I die without meaning?
Her shine has got me in over my head.
I've abused her and shes forsaken me.
I love her still, she's with me.
She will die along with my dreams if I don't correct my path.
My Lord, help me to get onto the correct path!
Help me get back what I've lost!
Help me grow with you!
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