A sinner’s cry

Broken within,

I could never

Atone for my sin.

The monster inside

Feeds with my soul,

Never satisfied.

Even if I broke

Every bone in my body

On the perfection altar,

Won’t be enough.

I would disembowel this flesh,

If I knew

It stopped feeling.

Instead,

I drift between worlds.

Wanting to go beyond,

Beyond self.

So that my ego

Would disappear,

Vanish in thin air,

The broken

To be repaired.

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