"A letter to my Father"

You've given me your breath of life that I might enjoy this world, the sights I see was created for me like precious ocean pearls. So why those sight I for granted"instead I slant my weary eyes" despite the pain ahead of me I press on wtyh lustful pride. "Inside" I see a side of me that hungry for your word, outside my flesh refuse, so I test the blessing that occur. Am I cursed for my thirstt of sin drinking with thugs out of a cup that ends, Your cup over flows that I'll never thirst again. It's your prodical son please let me in