Looking in

My past like air none can see
But is a disease like leprosy
On my flesh the Beast devours me
I did it myself, I did it for free
I am my own worst enemy

So now I lay here weak and I bleed
As this Demon continues to feed
A little look, a little help is all I need
As I lay choking on my own bad seed
Bound in chains I won’t be freed

I lay here in sorrow and defeat
Only alive because my heart will beat
I see your throne, then an empty seat
Not worthy to be dust under your feet
So why do you come so we will meet?

You come to me and I hear you say
Peace my child, I heard you pray
I come to fight your battles this day
Nothing you have done my Atonement won’t pay
Rise and stand, now walk my way

You will conquer and beat your past
Your wounds will heal as time will pass
Even though damage has been done
The war for you can still be wonAnd will as you are faithful to me

What?

So the other day ( by other day i mean a long time ago, months ) i had some friends visit. it was a Sunday and i was still in my church cloths when they called and told me to come to their hotel room down town. well i was getting off on their floor when a man approached me and asked if i worked there. the thought went through my head no you don't. my lips said "yes i do." so he proceeded to tell me how his air conditioning wasn't working and that i needed to get someone up there fast to fix it. i assured him that i would get right on it. he turned and started to walk away as did i. i went and had a party with my friends, while i don't know what ever happened to that man. i figure if your to lazy to go to the help desk, you deserve to not get help. am i right or wrong?

GAS

I'm not talking about your belly grumbles, or the nasty southern wind, I'm talking petroleum.
Some of you may be familiar with my car and how i once upon a time i spilled a little bit of gas in my vehicle. it was wonderful. we drove for a few hours to my cabin and laughed and giggled all the way there. For weeks i would get compliments on how wonderful my car smelled. i cherish every one of those compliments. In fact i even went so far as to spill more gas in my car. Yes, if your reading this you are reading it right, i spilled more gas in my car.
The reason why is because i couldn't smell and enjoy the Wonderful that is gas. I now get a punch to the face every time i open my door, once again, and again.