Lord I Am Sorry
I used to be blind,
but I conquered and unwind,
seeing the truth in my eyes,
staring at the skies,
I recognize the world's purity,
even beneath its anger an cruelty.
Instead of punching walls,
I push my rage aside, and let it all fall,
even through the midnight,
with the full moon,
it's a sign of light.
The ways of reality,
the ways in humanity,
relate in the fantasies,
an the lessons in the memories.
Before I sleep an I be resting,
I would say
angels "you have my blessings"
even with all of my sins,
I would say sorry,
to you Lord, I hope you can forgive me.
Through times of pain,
and times that were fun,
I hope you can still help me,
even for all the things I've done.
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