Perfectionism

Perfection, is an evil lord demanding ever greater tribute, it wields a sharp and heavy sword that pierces deep to persecute I fear this liege, this graven image there's no resistance to his wants; no will, nor the amount of courage can protect me from his evil taunts Forgiveness, I may grant to all, no act's too grave or sin's too much and yet, no matter however small, I dare not grant myself as such Idealized, I must not fail this thought's so manifestly flawed; and yet, it does but so assail my heart, my mind... my God