I suffer because I don’t want to

I sin against the goodness and humanity in sinning

          I am no longer the little girl who looks at the ocean

          And feels the sand between her toes

          Seeing herself certainly

          As just a little girl who stands in front of the ocean

Now, I am a person who’d look at the seas and dares to conquer it

And conquests are terrible things

I feel that there is a core in me no one has ever touched

And that core must yield to be alone and destroy me solely, wholly