A cold shiver suspends my back
and numbs my body into a state
One that I have savored before;
it's back to haunt and expose me.
It makes its way up and around
reminding every part of my being;
what I have done and what I have not
and wraps me around its fingers.
A loving enmity grows on exponential
filling my veins with guilt and pride
The sudden, perverse heart beat
thumps in rhythm with my nostalgic thoughts.
Should a tear fall down my cheek -
What then will that make of me?
This blissful pain, well deserved
is mine, no one elses.
I cherish and harbor the pain
revealing itself on pursed lips
Ignorant and aware, living in vain
is my state after every immoral sin.
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