A Letter to Myself (Scholarship Entry)

Listen fool, you write and weep. Go out and see, the truth that the world hides from me. Why do you enslave yourself in your own emotion? Like a man lost out in the ocean, drowning himself With faith and devotion. It's a never ending cycle, you do not understand. I write these words, with pen in hand, to find my way back A map, guiding me to the person God had planned. A love story gone bad? Are you not a man? Stop worrying about who is next, there is plenty to Pick out of nests. I repeat myself, I should not, but I must. For there is no love I seek, not one, or two, for I shall not fall for lust. The person I search is myself, the one before I fell in sin. I know if I continue, I'll find myself again. Is this a joke? I am you, the lust and the sin. The spirit that roams within. The devil that has always been. Do I need to make you fall again? Fall I shall not, for I have changed my views. God has forgiven me, your grasp has no grip to screw. I write these words to heal, to destroy, to remember, and to forget. I write these words to speak, to teach, to learn, and to never regret. A Letter to Myself I now send, the spirit before the sin. Where I felt more at home than I've ever been. Come home, I am waiting. These words speak wisdom.