Repentance
Saying sorry is a hard thing to do
But actually being sorry involves different kinds of clues.
About what went wrong and why we have not changed
And why I am the person you always blame.
I grow numb to the feelings that won’t disappear
Or maybe it’s you still whispering in my ear.
Telling me how I failed you constantly
But I just thought you wanted my honesty.
It appears that I was wrong again
And I can never comprehend the words you say
It just helps to form the grin on your face
Because you already had me replaced.
With the one that stands in the corner ready to rush in
But he forgot to repent for all his sins.
Rules he knew he broke now we only hope that he chokes.
Falls to the floor….
Gasping for air and all he remembers is the smell of your hair.
How it leaves the room filled with smoke
And all your questions were revoked
So don’t speak anymore tonight,
Because I don’t want to see your knife.
I just want to cherish the moments of seeing the white chalk on the floor
And how I had no remorse for how that outline appeared
It was a vision we saw from the start
And we knew that it was going to fall apart.
I revealed the truth behind that pretty smile
Yet I am the one that stands trial.
Telling stories of the tragedy that took place
I say…. I say I want your eyes to burn a hole in my heart,
I want to taste the salt that is your skin
I say…. I say….. I want to repent for all my sins.
Copyright © Andrew Thomas | Year Posted 2008
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