Prayer...

My written letter to God tell me why I'm denied peace?
Maybe it be better to lay and die believing I couldn't carry on anymore.
Will I be welcomed through your heavenly gates.
Once you review any of my choices, I know I'm the one at fault.
For sure this soul is battered very badly.
Beyond repair that I'll accept.
Won't you do the same?
Am I supportless?

My faith to you is unshaken, I'm still praying.
Admist the darkest of my days you're ignoring my prayer.
Priority in the mix among the flock, I'm the one left out.
I was forced to make hasty decisions, I ain't corrupt.
I never thought.

Without knowledge to my doings.
It didn't really matter at the time.
I hate to admit some times as adrenaline is running through my veins.
The line between right and wrong just simply disappears.
Waiting on a miracle I no longer need but won't refuse.
I just need to know that you're still listening.
I've forgotten the teachings of a saint.
Everything but what I think is important.
So, of course, I could be wrong.
Now there isn't a point.
So this is my final prayer.
My uncertainty is what drove me away.
The harsh reality begins to unfold.
I was always a stray...