Hellacious

You praise the world; not knowing.
The hymns you voice are betrothing.
Alone in spirituality.  Devoting.
So dismal as you're moping.
 
You lack the sense of logic.
You ignore all that's obvious.  
Denying the only positive.  
Failing as a novice.
 
You have no way to reason.
You're blind to all the heathens.
You think loneliness is treason.
You think friendship is your Eden.
 
You're lost inside the story.
Surrounded without glory.
From choices you made poorly.
Lost heaven to the periphery.  
 
Now you're just a sin.
A race you'll never win.  
Until you look within.
To find where you had been.