poetic injustice

i feel as though i have been stripped naked

And my flesh has been ripped and torn My heart feels as though its bleeding, just bleeding 

My naked body is offensive to the sight of all 

My wounds must be letting off a terrible smell because noone dares to come near me 

My weaknesses are etched on my mind Unable to remove them i think on them daily 

Revisiting my sins mentally 

Leaving my mind battered and bruised 

So desperate for healing 

So soft and tender anything and everything can penetrate the surface 

Seeping into my most secret thoughts 

Blackening my mind

I'm drowning in darkeness inside and naked and exposed by light outside 

For what cause do i suffer? 

For the glory ofGod? 

Or for my numerous sins? 

The God that offers healing and redemption is slow to bring relief to my tormented soul 

How long shall goodness and joy evade me?

Will restoration ever come my way?

Are the promises of Yahweh even for me? 

I've been some places

And done some things

That would make the devil himself blush 

My days are numbered 

And my lifespan is short 

Way too short to spend it grieving 

And worrying 

While my heart is still bleeding 

Out of the heart springs the issues of life 

My heart is bleeding the life out of my body 

When my life is done and all poured out... What next?