Bare My Soul Poem by Jeffrey Mitchell

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Bare My Soul
I Question who I am
For sin and goodness dwells within
My soul wanders between them
In search for the answer
Why do I still do what my flesh wants me to do?
I’m in a parallel search
Wrestling with flesh trying to understand sin
Tearing at my soul
While thorns Pearce at my skin
Treacherous is my flesh
For my mind acts off emotions
While my heart dictates his will
Treacherous intent, evil schemes
My tongue deceives me
Iniquity and deceit dwells within
Who new sin could be so evil?

Romans 7: 15
For what I am doing, I do not understand. For what I will to do, that I do not practice; but what I hate, that I do.