A closer walk with our beloved friend. Sometimes I fall into the Sewer. Look on my affliction and my pain, And forgive all my sins. Sometimes I fall into the sewer of sin. It is when I submit to temptation and get drunk. How can Jesus love such a loser as you? I am in tormenting agony with guilt and shame. , because I have sinned against my beloved Jesus. Whenever the temptation comes to .

My World Through a Camera Lens. And yet, brand new.

Sharing words that travel through me. These secrets of mine none can know. Their harbor slowly kills me though,. A little more each day, each year. Thusly I remain, stuck right here. All hope is gone no end is near. Lost no matter the path I take. This maze of secrets built with fear. Though none are left whom I might trust,. Self included, although I must. No more tears have I left to weep. This journey mine, this trip to dust.