Disfigurement of my soul

Lives I have led before cannot compare today. Lives I led before finally ask for more. Perchance an evil thread then, payment is requested now! Perchance an evil deed now, payment is desired how? These hell fires I built for myself? Retribution may be the only solution. To vanquish all would be forgiveness I'm sure. Troubled waters inside me boil to overflow, oneday they may! Perchance I myself be, to discover next, I am them! Can these mongrels I carry within converge silently? As day turns to dusk encroaching night encourages fear. Oh pitiful human soul why be you wary? Have you reason for sorrow? Perchance discoveries be made, would my debt be my sanity, or life the same? These doubts upon my mental harmony play for perchance I find the answer would I want to question?