What doesnt kill

Hello, my friend What do I have to tell I understand You want to do me well, Though godless souls Confessions seldom soothe. Well, after all Theres nothing I can loose. Yet to confess Is harder than it seemed. I cannot ask Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned, For all my lies Will never turn to truth, And all my vice Will stay with me for good. What do I feel Im filled with filth from head to heel, I cannot sleep and scream at night. What doesnt kill Will follow you until youre nil, Will take your soul and steal your mind. My life began With all these good todos To be a man Of honor and of truth, But over time I guess something went wrong, I couldnt find A place where I belong. I close my eyes To see the roads I chose And realize Whatever didnt kill made me worse, So in the end What judgment will I face With this poor handful Of whats left of his Grace