The Price of a Tortured Soul
My life has been plagued with one nightmare after the next. What have I done to be so vexedCould I have been so awful in a past life I am reaping the karma of former victims?
As if this is God's own dictim?
Oh what a monster I must have been.
The person I must have been back then.
I imagine it all makes perfect sense,
given the bits of lingering monster still left inside me present tense.
I feel her hunger and rave, I feel her stir and crave. Though there is light of some compassion, her taste of particular predictors spark her true passion. I feel I am getting so close to accomplishing my goal. Perhaps one more lifetime before I may finally rest this weary old soul.