Here,s something i wrote today in the car. Just thinking about the times that we really mess up,

Overcome by self
In furisome fits of angry passion
I drop my guard
In my best face
I quit the race

Giving up my first hope
I travel along in darkest loneliness
I feel the rain
Run down my back
Drip off the slack

I turn off the shower
Real rain scarcely comes when desired
I look in the mirror
My naked self
My prison cell

Oh that I could leave
Let my spirit joyously turn and tumble through the breeze
Turning from truth
I clothe my sin
I hide within

I toss and turn
Clumsily searching for meaningless sleep
The ceiling reminds me I am a man
An honest fraud
Desperately in need of God