a life spent in retreat to an isolated chamber
a life spent in dependence upon false comfort
a mind that begs to rest in omnipotence but cannot seem to trust
the flesh urges to use what is fleeting, whatever it deems it must

a life spent under covers, layers of tucked away shame
a life spent doing whatever the moment deems it may
a heart that desires things greater than the flesh
a body which stives, strains, moans, cannot find rest