I have lost something, at some point,
And I fear I will never have it back.
It pains me to think about the past,
For it reminds me of what I lack.

I'm not quite sure how to move forward,
Or how to fix this condition;
It is sad that I have ended up this way,
A disturbing and abysmal rendition.

With knowledge comes power,
Power follows along so close behind.
With knowledge also comes loss,
Innocence is no longer mine.

I fear I have went too far,
I fear there is not much left for me.
I fear I have locked my heart's door,
And let darkness swallow the key.

My goodness peeks through sometimes,
But it is just smothered by disease.
And no matter how hard I try,
It's a sickness I cannot appease.

I wish that God existed,
A merciful, kind deity above,
One that didn't just speak
But act upon the written love.

If that was true, I could find solace,
But God does not exist,
I am finding another way,
Other than religion's devious mist.

Or perhaps that is an overstatement,
For I see no solution.
My morality has bent recently,
Undergoing evil dilution.

I have lost something, at some point,
And I fear I will never have it back.
It pains me to think about the past,
For it reminds me of what I lack.