Poetry: For Ever

For sins, not mine
am I willing to pay
With my life;
Give away- myself
For the peace
My soul starves for.

Punishment, of silence
am I willing to take
with practised humility;
rather than- suffer
for ever
of being ignored.

In desperation, alone
I resort to endless scribbling
Yearning for the full stop;
To indicate- healing
for my hearts'
sickness must be cured.

Salvation is given
after a mental eternity
when my dedication is proved;
allegiance- to Him
in exchange for
comfort being restored.

Questioning, my sanity
the illogical want of love
that's an intensely painful pleasure;
possessing- better than
having none, I'd rather
Clutch to this soul that's gnawed.