I Am!

I am an independent believer Drenched in self in diver Searching for that one lost piece of being That makes me feel as if I were an absolute captor of self-beckoning. I am incriminating with contradicting means with in myself Criticizing all that makes me human in hopes of perfecting oneself. Where is fidelity? Only that purity can free me and make me curb my inner obsolete stains Without burdening what pain remains. I am obscured, with every purge. I exist in a shadowed compulsive -byrgan Waiting to be consumed by fait. Is it to late? Can I be liberated from such captivity? My kindred spirit has no equality. I am the illusion of extinction bringing obtainment, Within my reverie of entrapment. Bring me diversion from my own self-preservation. Ease my desires through physiological orgasmic encountered Virginity. Expectations continue to entice me. I am lost to no beginning or end. Feelings desecrate me as I entangle myself in delicate innocence. I am estranged to residing in defense to penance. I yell forgiveness as I enter heavens decor of a gate. Save this devoid shell before it’s to late.