to sing amidst the muck and mud

to sing your praise oh lord i shall, though i am battered tattered and torn. by the world as it laughs at my plight and am singed by the heat of it's scorn.

tortur'd

oh my love how i regret the pain and strife i've rent.
my heart it died within my chest to see you hurt at my expense.
my soul it weeps acid burning my blood.
my tears the fall down in a flood.
i dare not seek thee out or speak anon.
for to cause you pain again.
my voice shall not be raised
in song or laughter or speech.
to see the at all to morrow my heart will quail
i have done you great disservice as a friend i fail.
i a hot temper'd fool shall no longer see thee again.
Distance shall be a common ground for us now.
I'll love thee for'er be now at peace.
how dare i love thee if i am too blame for my foolishness and thy pain.
I seek forgiveness but give it not.
for hell bound i am to rot.
you cannot save me for i'm eternally damn'd.
Though still i'm a lost wounded lamb.
I prithee ne're see this post, lest i truly die of ultimate pain.
rejection from you would dispatch me straight.
quicker than bella donna.
thicker than hate.
i would die knowing my love for you was pure.
and being without you is pure torture.