'Lady Macbeth' Complex
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There are some things i'm dealing with in my personal life. This poem is an attempt to define this...'Lady Macbeth' complex i'm experiencing. I hate it when I know i've sinned and I ask God for forgiveness only to fall into it again. I hate that and to me after asking forgiveness for that specific sin; only to do it again and again reminds me of the ever spreading of a blood stain upon every inch of my essence.
'Lady Macbeth' Complex
*I cry out in anguish* God! Merciful Lord! Help me! The carmine hue of the blood of sin Stains my hands, stains my body; yes It stains my soul! My hands! My hands! Oh, God! Please help me! Incline your ear to me! How long must I suffer the bright scarlet glaze of the blood of ever sin that I’ve committed? I…I sit back in reflection, like one staring into a mirror and I’m repulsed by what I see. I travel the waters of Lethe remembering how quickly I ran into the sweet-tasting waters of Sin, so quick to wade and bathe in them; Loving the touch, taste and feel of them… never at all careful of the ever growing stain upon my hands, my body; my person. No! I was more concerned with the split second feeling of pleasure that kissed my body to the core. I called upon ever foul spirit I could to cut off any feelings of righteousness and posterity. I became sexed by my own desires that opened the way for me to enjoy dallying in those sugared waters; Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... But then I awaken to reality and realize that the pleasure is quickly replaced with utter disgust and pain. The knowledge that I have hurt you, hurts me. The insight that I have fallen short once again, haunts me; and the stain of sin’s blood darkens my hands. *Screams* Oh, God now I’m suffering some sort of ‘Lady Macbeth’ complex… Always looking over my shoulders and washing…yes washing, scrubbing, and even tearing at the skin of my hands, my body and the spiritual skin of my soul. I need some relief, some peace; a deep cleansing. I need to walk in renewal. * tiredly* I need…need a release from the endless blood-stain of sin drenching my hands, my body, and my soul... God, I need freedom from this complex of 'Lady Macbeth.' 2005 Wynne Devereaux |
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| wow wynne... this is amazing... the way you have identified yourself to Lady Macbeth automatically gives one the insight to the 'insanity' of trying to cleanse oneself of the blood, of the stain and in this case of the sin. its the most frustrating thing to find yourself before God YET AGAIN confessing of the same thing and asking forgiveness yet again... some days i wonder what he thinks of me and yet... king david did the same and felt the same thing... have you ever fully read psalm 51? like seriously wow! i read it in the NLT version and it totally knocked me out... we always think we are the only ones... everyone else has their world together or whatever but its so not the case and i think that is why there are psalms like that in the bible... i love that about the bible... it also shows us the weakness's of the ppl god called to do great exploits... god is love and it is christs blood that cleanses us... there is nothing you can do to remove 'the beetroot stain' as my friends band puts it... scratching at your skin only makes you hurt more... its only the blood of jesus that can cleanse you and make you whole... im gonna hush for now but yeah... awesome write. sorry i aint been round lately. ive missed you and i hope your world is going well! bye for now wynne... jaydee | Posted on 2005-01-14 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ] | Very interesting...your word leave me in Wow. | Everyday we sin. Everyday we ask to be forgiven. Yet we sin again why is that? Is it Human nature? The way God wanted us to behave? Many question, no response. And I find this to be a trick. If that makes any sense to you. Word can't describe the love I have for the way you write. Peace and Harmony Shawn | Posted on 2005-01-13 00:00:00 | by armand | [ Reply to This ] | this rings so true to me. i too know the feeling of begging God for forgiveness so many times for the sins i keep committing and feeling ashamed of it. i loved this poem because of how much i relate to it and that these feelings are conveyed very well through your words. great poem |  | Posted on 2005-01-13 00:00:00 | by bkj43 | [ Reply to This ] | |
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