Zach Mitchell Poet Lyric

My Own Disease

Every night I cry
Always asking why
Why is it that I chain myself
To this mental prison cell

Crawling on my hands and knees 
Knowing I’m my own disease
This heart is my enemy
I am my own disease 

So much pain held within my chest
Nightmares come whenever I lay to rest
If you could ever see everything in my past
I know this love could never last

Crawling on my hands and knees 
Knowing I’m my own disease
This heart is my enemy 
I am my own disease

If you could truly see
The darker side of me
You would see the demons within
Trying to kill me with my sin

Every night I stand in awe
Knowing I stand broken in his law
God sees the darkness of my sin
Still Christ died to let me in

Crawling on my hands and knees 
Knowing I’m my own disease
This heart is my enemy
I am my own disease

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