Spare me the day.

Will these feelings ever subside?
the emotions a roller coaster ride.
The fears, the beliefs
good and evil deeds
rejection and defeat

My mind is a jungle
a chaotic rumble, my life is a fumble.
Spare me the day
of criticism if you may
cus beat down i remain
without a soul.

I obtain
a mission from heaven
a curse from hell, insane.
Nowhere to turn, the eyes follow me on the hills that burn
and lessons ive learned
preparing for an afterlife that was earned.

Earned with sweat and lived everyday
but given at death, regardless of the times ive prayed.
So spare me the day
in any possible way
show me the light in which heaven portrays.