Do you think you’re Heaven worthy
  for myself—I never have

The weight I carry pulls me down
  and keeps me off the path

I avoid most every mirror
  my reflection haunts me still

With eyes that stare like piercing lasers
  to maim, and then to ****

My spirit left in ashes
  my kindled soul to burn

Salvation buried in the coals
  —from lessons never learned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)