Struggling

If the sentiments in this poem don't resonate with you, let me know. If they do, nod your head. I see that head.
Struggling
Struggling with sin
Which dwells so much within,
Which rears its ugliness
And gets me in a mess
Because I don't stand watch
Over heart and thought;
The wrangling and the wrath
Are not what God would
And so with sin I struggle
Until it causes me to repent
To crawl to the Father on
Nervous knees
To plead and so to please