I Continue Repenting

I once was told
without a soul
I'd weep and sleep forever

I wish I knew
this were untrue
that all were safe endeavors

But!

I did not deserve
these beautiful curves
a flat line would suit me fine

and all that is here
at least it appears
I couldn't even decline

But.

I've sinned and I've been
convicted of them
though forgiveness a single step more

So,

it just seems unfair
even with what I've bared
that my life could end up so clean

yet between light and dark
the contrast is stark
not too unlike a fear and dream

so then what if what's here
one day disappears
is the truth then buried somewhere between?

and why is this all so serene?