Delusions (#1228)

“Life is perfect.”
That’s what she likes to say,

But the reality
She tries to keep at bay,

With all that she faces
No one could blame her,

My heart drops to know
Her demons still recur,

She prays for deliverance
And yet cannot seem to leave,

For someone so sweet
Certainly, deserves a reprieve,

I fear this self-imposed
Torture is of her own consent,

The crimes of the past
Do not warrant this torment.

Any Thoughts?

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