Before Stone Cradles My Head

Praying for forgiveness but the damage is done still learning to walk alone cause who "I AM" keeps me shunned The doors keep closing in on me all through veiled hypocrisy but what they all have failed to see is that I will never be anything other than "ME". It's true I've not always done what is right, but for my mistakes I've already paid the ultimate price. So continue to judge me if you'd like go hang me out to dry if that makes you sleep a little better at night for as Bad as you all may have perceived me not once did any of you try to wipe a single tear from my eyes... I want everyone to know all the hurt buried in my chest all the scars worn privately to no one did I ever confess. I'd much rather you think me crazy; All F'ed up in the head then to let anyone else know what I had to take every night with me to bed There are many ways of dying but guilt, self reproof and regret had already beaten me to death Still unlike any of you God never left me, judged me, or abandoned me NOT ONCE. Instead he stood by me til the end laid my worries to rest , stone pillow to cradle my head.