Remorse

One day later

My ego is protected 
All the pain deflected 
From the hurt you caused 
An eye for an eye; zero pause

You cut my tongue; I take your eyes
Count and pray on my demise
Until I rise like an eagle
Up to heaven; the angel of evil 

Hurting more

One week later

My eye bawls blood
Soaked my hands, skin scrub
But the mark will never fade 
The sinner's brand; you claimed

Demons stalk me at midnight
Till dusk to dawn is a fight
Curses etched  on my wall
The thorns start to crawl 

Hurting more

One month later

Thorns crowning and piercing through
Penance; the karmic coup
No justice has been made
But baptised; in blood I bathed

New face; new name
Old sins; same game
The same inner war 
Same man, hurting more 

Hurting more

One year later

I'm soaked head to toe
Facing the red soaked path below
Towards a future clouded by guilt
From the monster I had built

Hurting more 
Hurting forevermore
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