As soon as I arrived I knew that I had fucked up again. I'm not sure that I'll ever be shown mercy or allowed to win. Not only am I a loser but it seems my faith is no more. I'm lost in a sea of doubt and I'm still unwanted as a whore. My trials and tribulations have left me defeated and in disarray. I'm the outcast, the freak on exhibit to everyone's disregard and dismay I thought I was special and there was more to my life than this. Now I am resolute in being a mistake that no one will ever miss. I'm bound to stay in this life while I'm on earth so that I can endure torture and not be free. I only find comfort in the the fact that God's vengeance will one day torture those that tortured me.