With every action, a dire consequence.
With every impure thought, a taste of bitter punishment.
For every day spent without Him, a week of pain and suffering
I was put here for a reason. That reason is made very clear.
I wasn’t put here to partake in the joy of sin, or the humbleness of meaningless friendship.
Everytime I include myself in these things, I get put back into the same restraint.
CURSING, LYING, SMOKING, DRUNKENESS…
TUMORS, CANCER, CANCER, TUMORS, DEATH