Heaven Would Purge
Her existence was an open book,
damaged from what her past had took,
No evidence or resemblance
of any confidence sought
never ending battles she
had always fought
emotions she tried to manage,
resistance to feelings she had caught
Her confessions said with discretion,
all directions led to unwanted aggression
leaving on her body disgraceful impressions
Any mention of affection
she felt deafen by their deception
All perception of what was
good controlled lessons learned
Ravaged by her past and all
she had endured
Saddened by the haunting of ghosts
from the past
Maddened by the daunting
battles she had amassed
Perfection just out of reach
she questioned each connection
Corrections attempted
became obsessions challenged
as she imagined what she was taught
Exhaustion overtook her as
rejection was all she endured
Depression was her defect,
making her feel impure
Felt a disgrace she was forced
to embrace and merge
Wishing that all her lessons
would become a blessing
and her sins heaven would purge
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