And good,
Good as I try to be,
It can never be good enough.
Shall I anoint your head with rich oils?
Bathe your feet with my hair?
Will I please you then?
Destroyer of worlds;
Abomination;
Great desecration of mankind;
I alone bare those titles.
Marked never to die,
I shall roam the Earth,
Shackled without chains,
Forever endeavoring to cleanse the soul
Saturated in my many sins.
Tanya Costa
12/18/2017
