Pennance
I confess
I am lonely
frigid in my separate space
wilted in my sad disgrace
this exile I alone must face
I confess
I am afraid
shaking in my sinful soul
this paranoia takes it’s toll
to flee that life my only goal
I confess
I am ashamed
uneasy in my wicked ways
longing to live back in those days
when life was lived in a chemic haze
I confess
I am wrong
for those I hurt along the way
my friends that I called out to play
it is forgiveness that I seek today
Copyright © April Dobson | Year Posted 2005
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