God, I'm Sorry

God, I'm sorry for pursuing superficial stuff,
When your seal of approval of me was  more than enough.

God, I'm sorry for spending no time on my knees, no bobbing head movements
For a man I was never destined to please.

In that moment, it felt good to be a pleasure beast, but was it really worth my heart which I let evil feast?

God, I'm sorry for "I promise I'ma do better". Yet I was scheming and producing my own screenplay where I was the header.

Followed my own human direction, and over time I traded in temp. fame for permanent discretion.

God, I'm sorry for believing love was found in the bed, screaming and scratching headboards, only to rise with regret.

Who's the person staring back in the glass, asking the same ol question "How long was this supposed to last?"

"Your heart's all taped up and bruised. No wonder you feel confused. You keep this up, and you'll be the only one who's going to lose!! "

God, I'm sorry for doubting your unmatched power, so here am I, begging for mercy in the eleventh hour.

Just as I thought my apology was in vain, I feel you whisper to my soul "I was waiting to take your pain".

Now we're on the road towards recovery, all because my broken heart was strong to muster "God, I'm sorry."