Tainted

I am not ‘pure‘.
I have never been ‘pure’
My sin was my birth
These scars across my wrist offer no answers
To any of my questions
My soul has been stained so much
I wonder what was its true color
Or did it ever have one
I am tainted
I have been tainted and I can never go back
Back to where I could believe that I was ‘pure’
My soul has been tainted and I can never wash the sins away
The sins that have tainted my soul a little more since my birth
Growing, and growing consuming my soul more and more
Never ceasing and never washing away
I shall forever be tainted because I am not ‘pure’
And I never will be ‘pure’
because I have been forever tainted
by the blood and sins on my hands that have
Forever stained my soul.