
Misfit Musings
Scripturient Fragments in an Online Jar
when even the Devil swiped left
gave my soul to God one time
at ten my purest heart did shine.
devout I prayed so earnestly
but still no Father came for me.
i searched religions far and wide
but they all shunned me and my kind.
i dove deep in philosophy
and into spirituality.
the more i knew, the more i didn't,
i swam in questions infinite.
with open heart and mind for all
the harms became inevitable.
with every pain my world grew small
there ain't much really left at all.
a mind opened wide as the sea
and poisoned with anxiety.
i thought i'd give my everything
for peace of mind eternally
so to the Devil did I go
and offered him very my soul.
i lay myself upon his line.
my terms were fair, my goal was fine.
just calm in perpetuity,
"good deal," I thought, mistakenly.
the Devil laughed maniacally.
"nowhere, not ever, no, "said he.
i know rejection all too well,
now even from the gates of Hell.
when gods and demons wouldn't have me
my despair grew accordingly
decimating self-esteem,
what do these exiles say about me?
but then i thought a little more.
this "God" and "Devil" - they are yours.
and i may be all your taboos
but shunning says more about you.
so as these flames envelop me
the peace i sought wash over me
as finally i smile, set free
to calm in perpetuity.