I bought pain when I bought painkillers;
For they encouraged my body to give up and cling to the promise of their succor.
I bought sorrow when I bought the tickets to the comedy show;
For it made me laugh until I was clearheaded and began to think of all the things that weren’t funny.
I bought hate when I bought lust;
Paid for the prostitutes hoping they’d do their thing and show me love,
But they only made me hate myself the more.
I bought obsucrity when I bought fame;
For to be popular is not the same as to be understood and to be cheered is not the same as to be respected.
I bought more problems when I bought alcohol;
For in exchange of the awareness of my problems, it gave me hangovers and a weakened liver.
I bought insecurity when I bought a house;
For though I thought the four walls could keep me safe, I realized that they only keep me prisoned.
I bought some ugliness when I bought Cosmestics;
For with an induced pretty face, I realized no one (not even I) cared about my rottening heart.
But I got life by the free gift of God
He neither demanded a fee nor a refund
Now his love has given me all the things I hoped to purchase
And His blood has purchased all the things I hoped to be given