Sighing, my chest heaves heavily. Heavens, I ask, forgive me, for I have gravely sinned. The worst of it all, the sin I've committed treacherously is to my own soul, to my own flesh and to my own heart, wounding my own pride. I've forever blacked my heart, with traces that shall always slap my face, at every turn. How shall I ever continue to dreading the night, numbing the day for years on, and into the stretch of eternity in purgatory? I'll always be living with the mistakes, right here, under my skin.
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