the struggle

long steely fingers
that delve
and manipulate
confusing
a healthy mind

playing
off the weakness
found inside
a tainted
soul
that longs for
forgiveness

she looks in the mirror
and can't see
past her own mistakes
from yesterday

she sees
the whore
the liar
the jezebel
and she knows
they'll never leave

her demons
attached
at the seams
of her very soul

she wants
to beg forgiveness
to be cleansed
as pure as driven snow

but how can she?
her own flesh
demands to be fulfilled
and so
weakling that she is
she gives in
sacrificing
to keep her demons
content
knowing she's only hurting
herself

she struggles
every moment
to overthrow the monsters
wanting to externalize
the internal turmoil

she's looking for help
can't you see that?
she's begging forgiveness
knowing she's unworthy
but hoping
all the same
for that grace

she's dying
in this struggle
for her soul

Help her

Help ME

DEAR GOD,
PLEASE.