Fallen

by Writer

There is no honor in a civil war.

No glorious and triumphant return.

Even if the right side wins, there’s still a long way to go.

I fall to the sweets that please my mouth but do not nourish my body.

I fall to the desires of the flesh while ignoring the needs of my soul.

I fall to the hypocrisy of my actions that do not follow the righteous words of my mouth.

I fall night after night into the dirty sheets of my bed.

I do not make it easy for my heart to beat.

I do not make it simple for my lungs to breathe

I can only pray that The LORD leads me back to the path that I have fallen away from.

That I stepped away from.

I stove for an unattainable victory and found nothing but defeat at every turn.

I can’t promise that I’ll be any better tomorrow than I was today.

I don’t know how far I’ve fallen.

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