Torment(poem)

Oh why, must my soul torture me

Where will it end?

I have paid so many debts for things done wrong.

So many trials and still I carry on.

I wonder will you still be there?

When things I keep buried, come up for air.

To think I am less of a righteous human

Sets my soul to burn

Constantly reminding me of the wrong things I have done.

I have asked for a lot of pardons, most of my life.

I never questioned the turn of forgiveness.

I wanted to know that I am worth forgiving

That I can sit where others do

And to know there still is some good

In me

Often times I feel un-worthy of love

Many times I struggle with it, I know, absurd.

When time comes for my life to be over

I want to walk those streets of gold

I just want my feet on the holy land

I want to see glory and feel that power.

Oh, am I too far gone?

Unforgiveable?

Please let my soul find peace!

Wrestling daily with my self

Has worn a hole in my heart.

Restless and still longing

Ultimate grief is mine.

I can not make anyone understand

It is not them, but me that I cannot stand next to

It is me that I cannot love

It is most definitely I, that I cannot trust.

If only…

Can a person find everlasting peace?

The cure for all that ails their heart.

I hope so, with barely enough hope to last

I wish for that cure, those cures

The ones that will last.

MwsR >3