The pain

The pain is deep, the pain of fear
fear that I am imperfect, faulty and broken,
Oh,I have laid waste to my life 
I have broken my soul, destroyed my being
It hurts , my Lord , it hurts
Don't I have a do-over button?
Can't I reset my shameless past?
Oh, how I long to rip off the guilt,
how I long to erase the self hate ,the self loathing
Yet all I can do is trust, 
Trust the only being who loves the unlovable,
He's love is unconditional...
He loves me with my scares....