Forgive me, O my God.

My life is full of sin
Pain
Death.
My tears flow unendingly.
Tears of pain,
Tears of regret.

I am convicted of my sin and yet hold tight to it,
Not wanting to let go,
Even as it clings to me,
Like a parasite that will not be removed.
My God, cut out this sin,
Amputate that which has become part of me,
And yet is killing me.

Father, does my uncleanness
Prevent You from reaching me?
Prevent me from reaching You?
I have allowed my sin to permeate my whole body,
have allowed Satan a place to live.
It gestates inside me.
Lord, abort it before it can emerge full-grown and destroy me.

Lord, I feel the light of Your grace,
Lightly touching me.
I reach toward it, begging for it to
Slice the darkness of the world I have made.