impeccable souls

about struggling to be ideal and feeling the need to punish oneself.

through came in my uninvited despair

the steady flow of my unwanted dreadfulness

unjustly thoughts and untold prayer

leaks out of nights of alluring darkness

how can i compete with impeccable souls

i shall see this fair inextricably unfair

as heavy and hard as concrete walls

it will damage my own soul and my mind, impair

slightly it will turn me into my eternal enemy

and my once florescent spirit, it will leaden

take me to places where once lied my sanity

and show me a mirror wherein stands my villain

wonderful acts coated with grotesque motives

are sins and mistakes dipped in gold honey

sticky and treacherous and highly explosive

like before a storm, when the weather is most sunny