Darkness I’m unwilling to relinquish

I may not revere my deity enough, but I do fear hell enough. It’s tragic but true. I’m goddamned judas, aware of my darkness, aware of what my clinging to it costs but unwilling to relinquish it. But, for every temptation I can actually resist, I will. I do still wish to die a hermit farmer, a woman after your own heart.