Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

I tried to sell my soul to the devil,
When it already belonged to God,
To recall a thought, it’s so abysmal
There is no awakening that I can applaud

In a word, I would have to say ashamed
I live on my knees, to try and repent
In my mind, I tried to reject and blame,
To try and make an existence to bend,

To the thought that remains, I will say
My God did forgive, I can feel in my heart
This treacherous act, I will soon repay
Because, it honestly tears my world apart

In the end, I know that God forgives
I know I should forgive only myself,
He lets me create poetry and just live,
To me, there is no other greater wealth

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