Maybe my greatest sin was screaming at God for forgiveness while refusing to reject the festering rot in my soul.
Maybe my greatest sin was all the people trapped beneath this skin.
Maybe my greatest sin was skin sloughing off my body.
Maybe my greatest sin is I just can't find God.
Or maybe none of these were sins, maybe everything could be forgiven if I was just truly gentle.
But I can't find any way to forgive, maybe I'll find the Lord one day either that or I'll see him.
