Confessions of a Broken Soul

Come, child, sit and tell me what’s wrong.


I’m not sure where to start

How much to impart

But the problem’s my heart

It just fell apart


Oh, show it to me. I’m sure we can mend it.


Here. See the duct tape

That keeps it in shape?

There’s some tie wrap too

It was all I could do


My, what a haphazard fix.


The missing parts

I replaced with these shards

It’s still broken in places

Bears irreparable traces


How did that happen, dear child?


Some vandals came in

Came screaming and bashing

Some lovers as well

But they were deterred by the smell


The smell of what?


The stench of a festering wound

Of dignity simply marooned

Of self-respect lost one day

In the thick of the fray


Well, then I’m sorry, my dear.


Why? Can’t you do anything?

Like a hymn for me sing

Or a telling of beads?

Do my sins outweigh my good deeds?


Your sins? Pray, what have you done?


I wasn’t careful enough

With myself I was rough

I sought pain above all

Made myself small


Blessed are the meek.


I was foolish in life

Naive when in strife

I was stupid and blind

To my enemies kind


Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.


But I let myself be abused

Injured and bruised

I never fought back

Opened myself to attack


Turn to them the other cheek also.


Don’t you see I was at fault?

That it was self-assault

How am I not to blame

For willingly bearing this shame?


Humble yourselves before the Lord and he will lift you up.


But look at this heart

It just fell apart

I’ve been losing control

Can’t you save some of my soul?


There is nothing to forgive where there is no guilt.


Then to hell with this faith

I’ll haunt the earth like a wraith

Until the day that I die

And my demise exposes your lie


What blasphemy, child. Ten pater nosters.


Thank you. At least now I know

This is nothing but show

In vain my sins I confessed

To you my vices expressed


Repeat after me. Our father, who art in heaven.


Will you look at this heart

It just fell apart

I wasn’t careful enough

With myself I was rough


Hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come.


I can’t bear to look at this heart

It just fell apart

I sought pain above all

Made myself small


Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.


Some vandals came in


Give us this day our daily bread.


Some lovers as well


And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.


I was foolish in life


And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.


I was stupid and blind





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  1. This was so moving. I had tears in my eyes! There are times in everyone’s life, I think, that someone we trust lets us down. It’s especially hard when that someone has faith AT us instead of listening to what we’re saying, and tries to comfort with things that don’t really make sense in the situation. And sometimes we can draw our own conclusions, too, which bring some small comfort.

    I have been the broken one, and I’m sure I’ve also been the one to offer platitudes.

    Thank you for capturing this so powerfully.

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