Scrupulosity

I’d fret about the rules I shouldn’t break
and made up new ones that I thought were good
and gave myself an existential ache
with fear that I would not do what I should.
I’d fret about my every thought and feeling
that didn’t match what I considered pure
and tried to crush the ones that weren’t appealing,
and it seemed that I would be damned for sure.
But while I couldn’t face that I had faults,
that I was full of what I deemed was awful,
I didn’t see the grounds for fear were false
as there is more to life than being law-full:
rules appeared so mighty and immense,
but they aren’t Life and lack omnipotence.

Jesus Eclipse

Mario A. Pita