Beyond redemption

Beyond Redemption

A life form,

well deformed,

nothing but a pathetic excuse for living,

with no sense of giving,

Feel nothing but remorse, sorrow, & grief,

towards this parasite that has grown nothing but welted leaves,

I have screamed my heart out but noone to listen,

as if am recruited for this unworthy to be dignified mission;

but I catch my breath for a moment there,

wandering what If I have nothing left for her to spare;

would she be lost and never to repent

but one thing I know, that am no godsent

I long for she could understand how I feel

anguish, and immense pain would be poor to appeal,

is she beyond redemption, I guess she is only looking for attention!