Life's Blemish

A lost soul who cries out as life's blemish...

(free verse poem)

Take it one day at a time,
thats what I'm supposed to believe.

Amen for that.

Would angels lead me to danger,
for saving the fool too many times?

Crying out from the cesspool of
all my hidden sins,
I become the blemish of life.

Sliping ever deeper into the
entrails of my inner self,
covered over in a thick layer
of shame.

They can smell the stench
of my self pity,
overpowering the air.

They say honey attracts flies.
but in my experience,
it's the stink of misery that
lures in the bastards most.