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i’m the outcast
on my knees
they are the gods
i could never please
fighting an eternal war
only for love and peace
naked and bound
praying simply for release
my bitter longings
for serenity
all the many attempts
to make them happy
attempts pathetic
futile and pointless
screaming words never heard
actions never seen
praying in the night
under cover of darkness
shadowed by my sins
lit by my violence
in search of perfection
never to be found
torn and
bleeding
tears without sound
raindrops echoing
calling in the night
footsteps falling
blinded by light
words of promise
arms holding me tight
give me an opportunity
to hold on
to this serenity