I say, against everyone's objection
These legs will continue kneeling in worship
As proof of my devotion to you
It may be all against the odds
I shouldn't be treating you like a god
But how will the heart know its bottom line?
Is the uncertainty truly worth it
Or will I regret following you around?
My youth is yours, in your hands to exploit
My prayers are blasphemy
To the ears of your non-believers
I pity those ignorant
They will never know how helpless I was
From the undercurrent pulling me down
To struggle my way up above the water
To catch a single breath and then struggle again
They will never know how hard it was
I have long been blinded
I have long been deaf
I long for the destruction you will cause
I will keep singing praises to your divinity
Until you wish for my disappearance
I will be your follower
In the service of my undying passion for you
© VJEQ