You take The word says, I have no right to keep from you anything. I have been taken from my whole life and I have no right to feel the way I do- "I" am the sinful one. The one who denies "it". God will not hear my prayers, because I deny and now I am rage. If I give, I feel rage, if I deny I feel guilt. Rage or guilt- I'll take numb. It's nice there, no one to hurt, to love or to have love in return. Alone, that's where I like to be. Nothingness, void of all conflict. Me, myself and my thoughts. I like it here, I think I'll stay a while, since God cannot hear me anyways and there is no cure for what I have. I was the victim, but I'm the one who is supposed to get over it and keep giving and giving and giving. I have no rights to my feelings. According to the man, I'm sinful- so, why not give into sin tonight.