I'm having a really hard time with this story thing - I usually end up somewhere between an ambiguous testimonial and rambling philosophy. I really like to write, but something about the pressure of sitting down and doing it has kept it from happening.
Here's part of a song I am working on though, that tells a little bit of my mental state, and maybe something of a story.
Lord I'm in need of some help now
For I just cannot go on
Doing these things that I hate now
Knowing right but always choosing wrong
The thing that I fear is not flesh and blood
But the hurt that I do to my friends
Your hands want to use me and oh, I am longing
Teach me to love you once again
Lord, save me from who I am
How I need your grace again
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