Quicksand

My life is crumbling down 
And my walls are caving in
Its been headed down hill
Since i began a life of sin

I could've been a lawful man
And found a respectable way
I should have fought harder 
At keeping temptation away

Now all my wrong choices 
Are showing their ugly face
I can't escape from them
They refuse to give me space 

I feel as though I'm sinking 
Being swallowed by quicksand 
I'm reaching out while Praying 
Someone will grab my hand
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September 24, 2025 at 3:17 AM
Yes, if you are praying a prayer of repentance, God will grab your hand. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
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