Mutiny

Sifting through blood & marrow Excavating remnants of my heart Trying to piece together The reason for my treason Nervously sitting upon the judgment seat Twiddling my guilt away Beads of blood mix with perspiration As the adversary begins to interrogate No amount of negotiation Can save me from my sins No amount of apologies Can erase the pain I've inflicted Upon so many innocent souls Time soon reveals herself my enemy Laying accusation before the jury Needless sorrow floods the heart Regret pierces sun dried skin Cutting sharper than any blade can cut Frustration finds itself within the constraints of my mind Leaving me to wallow in mutiny Before my wake.