Guilty (Ex 20:3)

I stand here accused and don’t need a trial,
Looking at the evidence they’ve recently compiled,
I’d like to explain my innocence,
But right now it wouldn’t make any sense,
Because it would seem as though I had no clue,
Of what the word truly meant, when thinking You,
If I said I didn’t do it, that would be a lie,
Right now I might do it again, if able to try,
I know it’s sad, but I’m confessing to You,
Just saying somethings you already knew,
I’m Guilty!
There I said it!
It doesn’t matter anymore,
I can’t regret it,
Just give me the punishment, you have in store,
For I’m guilty of this and so much more,
Guilty of loving, without cause or a license,
Loving without reason, across all devices,
Guilty of loving without really knowing if it was even deserved,
Guilty of given my heart & soul and not being able to serve,
Guilty of loving ahead of its time,
Guilty of loving before she was even mine,
Guilty of giving the deepest parts of me,
Where others seek to know and some want to be,
Guilty of loving her, for better or for worst,
Guilty of loving so much it hurts,
So when I became guilty of pleasing her over You,
Here comes my arrest, all over, all through.