amend my mistakes through cleansing
of my soul and make this a reform
so I may stop deteriorating—am I yours?
Rescue me, I’ve changed—I’ve altered this
perception of life through the eyes of angels,
degenerated without self-preservation
so I may renew this condition—am I here?
Reconstructed this discernment, my ability to mediate
these decisions that rule my life: it’s been corrected
because mistakes need to be erased
so I may be reborn—am I salvation?
Remedy is my improvement, change is needed
to occur so I can be rebuilt from head to toe,
settled is my judgment upon this earth
so I may repair the ruins that lie here—am I allowed?