My heart aches because I have sinned Why should I repeat my mistakes again? I can't own up to treasonous reasons. Cravings of perfection constantly teasing. Care less for self esteem, or this happy state. Furnishing my negative opinions, using them as bait. Ungrateful, insatiable, immoral form, Grateful for my punishments, even if forlorn. Torn, ripped, sinking into a depth. Dullness, numb with nightmares, hardly slept. Self forgiveness cast off, I'll discipline my body. Freedom, self love, those are no options. Too hard on myself, I know this observation. But what shall I do with a hateful sensation? |