Oh despair
Inconsolable soul,
Haunted by past sins
From by gone days of old…
Burdened with deep remorse,
Amid constant reminder
By beloved impervious brood…
Binding torturous shackles
Revivify brittle aging wounds…
Countless attempts at redemption
Seem impossible to gain…
Sadly the beast of rage succumbs,
Feeding an appetite for vengeance,
Savoring the taste of perpetual pain…
Glaring dark eyes give an embittered glance,
Youthful tongue utters sharp lexis,
Piercing a still mourning heart
With its bloodthirsty willful lance….
Alas, the spirit grows weary and frail,
Fraught with intense tormented regrets,
Attempting futilely to make amends,
Shedding impenetrable tears of distress and fret…
Forgiveness, the key to peace of mind,
Beautiful white wings of freedom,
A quenching drop of cool clear water
To a soul’s embedded burning guilt….
Longing for that glorious day,
When my lips, for the last time declare
Two heartfelt words to you, “I’m sorry”…
I yearn to witness your eyes and mouth say,
Sincerely “I forgive you”
©Leatherman 2013
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