Divine Judgment

There is no justice in my truths.

Not if I feel guilt with them.

Divine retribution for my sins of lying.

I will admit to every betrayal I made but I will never be cleansed of the pain I inflicted on others on my quest for the pleasures of a man.

I am no saint nor will I ever claim to be.

I am feverish, a plague to all that cross my path to nowhere.

There is no justice in my truths if I have sinned in order to claim to be a noble one.

I am a façade.

Molding into everything I despised as a child.

Oh how disappointed my young eyes are as they stare back into my raging soul.

When will this fire in my veins be gone.

I have ripped every artery from my burning body but my punishment allows me to feel the guilt from my forgiving God.

All these trials I fought to overcome.

All these nights I gambled everything away.

All these mistakes I never learned from, eat away at my humanity.

I will never know peace.

Nor do I deserve to.

I am a crime upon the dust that made me.

And if the earth raged it’s voice at me I would understand.

For I was not honest and I was not human.

I threw away my humanity and when I tried to regain it I received every ounce of pain I inflicted.

Do not ask who I am.

I do not know.

I was once a good person.

Now I am incomplete.

Fragments of me are shattered throughout my body.

To remind me of who I am when I am free to be myself.

August 4, 2022

-Athena’s Law