Confessional
"Hail Mary full of grace"
These words you demand of me
I sit in this dark box
Confessing
Crying
Talking to a shadow
Eyes that never meet
Untouched by your hand
You say my secrets are safe
I wish to be set free
Yet there is no relief
This is a cold place
A box
The walls close in
I feel no relief from sin
You ask me to begin
Forgive me father
For I have sinned
I have had impure thoughts
I have done things in the dark
The beast has left it's mark
You sit there
Do you understand
You speak softly and demand
Tell me more
Tell me more
Your secrets are safe
Why do you sit there
In the dark
Separated from me
Is it somehow easier to see
I'm sorry
It makes no sense
The wall becomes a fence
In the end we are both just men
We will sin again
Hail Mary's won't be enough
Only God can forgive our stuff
I will talk direct to Him
Through Jesus I can begin
His blood spilled for me
Now I know I am free
Redeemed
Forgiven
Jesus
Sweet Jesus
It is only him
To whom I confess
The one who paid the price
He cleared my debt
It isn't mother Mary
Or a man in a robe
Who set me free
So I walk away
Unforgiven
By man
Drakes Contest "The Confessional"
July 13, 2013
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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