Within The Walls of Blasphemy

I abhor what I believe in
Yet, I adore it at the same time
What does this mean?

The lack of good conduct?
A mind of selfish ambition?
Maybe a crisis in identity?

My hubris intentions are in conflict 
In conflict with a powerful being
I'm powerless but not forgotten
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