A Key To Salvation

Yes, I have a problem. That is clear to see. I definitely have a problem, and I think the problem is me. Every time I start to believe that I can change my ways, something outlandish occurs and I go into a fit of rage. It seems as though the heavens prohibit a different feeling than the only one I am often stuck with dealing. Oftentimes it seems they want me to be consumed with resentment and hostility. But why would you let one of your children suffer days in and days out? I see people who have been suffering for lifetimes, and lifetimes they've gone without. So here I am again on my knees, now with padding. I promise to pray everyday and do your bidding; for mine Is there lacking. I want a better life. I want to be free. I want to break the curse my ancestors put on me. I feel it's a genetic disorder of some sort of irrational way to be. I'm currently locked inside of this demonic bubble and faith holds the key.