True will

Shedding the last leaf of common sense .
In the troubled roots of my vanity .
I once again lay you out on my table .
I have a trove of spent stock .
Enough times to have permanently  dented my soul .
God is scared to intervene in my life .
Jesus watches with a blank stare.
My love drips down my arm .
I'm no longer who you used to be .
One day you may find me splattered against the wall.
Sugar and spikes and spinning collared lights .
No longer a slave to guilt .
No more can I cramp my words.
How I love the resioned gum.
Twenty odd days can't cure me to sanity.
I'm a glutton in my endless sin .
Come find me in my inequity .
I'll be sure to show you the way .
In rasp voices you all rap at my door .
As long as you smite Sunday.
In the end of my days I will not repent .
My lust is pointed to my true will .
Do as thy wilt shall be the whole of the law.
Love is the law .
Love under thy own will .