I sincerely seek forgiveness

You wear a fierce face and keep pushing me.
There's no point in giving up.
I insist that I have no strength.
Life and death are not in your hands.
But God

My past is very dark and black.
But I do not think it's too late to repent.
An owl photo on his arm
Portrait of my failure is very bitter.
I am pasrahkan to the truth
Maybe the fate of the hand?