persona
(3.14.22)

O Dear Lord: have I baited you?
Did I cheat the only being that can love me?
The hand went too far down my throat, I'm sure
I choke when I talk to him but our words are so pure
And what is the lesson of this patent transgression?
Hope over all: I can stall our collision
when at that moment I release all the love I've repressed
we create in his bed then he leaves me undressed

you have me wasting my best for this impossible test
my knees are tired and i need to rest
what happened to mercy, my heart and SOUL
I apologize; I do not mean to gift you coal

O Dear Lord; have I forsaken you?
Did I bite the hand trying to save me?
I'm behind, I avow, But he is no guest
No longer I allow this at the frequency he pressed
So only now I wait; his persona to infest.