Broken Chains
There's a confusing yearning inside me
To have someone caress and touch my body
I crave something I have been taught to deny
Sexual desires are a sin we heard from our rabbi
To be with someone physically, was only to multiply
My understanding of sex was there can't b any joy
An act of purpose, otherwise our lives it would destroy
From when I was little, I felt there was something wrong
Of wanting a physical connection so strong
How can God create this feeling within?
If it was such a despicable sin
Learning to give up my body without any guilt
Was a journey that kept breaking down and had to b rebuilt
To break free my lustful thought and fantasy
Was healing me from insanity
It isn't a sin to experience intercourse
To enjoy sexual arousal without having any remorse
I am released from the chains that have kept me bound
Freed of inhibitions that have quieted my sound
I am passionate now and have the ability to feel
This is life this is sex this is real
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