There I sat in helpless misery
A fate that was decided
Doomed to die of shame, dishonored
A life spent in vain
Lost in the memories of transgressions
plagued by the sins of my past
No faith remaining, no thought fulfilling
An invisible existence, none would miss
Yearning for redemption
A glimmer of hope
A path to salvation
A life that held promise
Possibility, chance, freedom
A captive within my own self
never to walk the path of life
Every step leading farther into the darkness
No hope for my soul, not even purgatory
There I was a fool, so naive
I thought there was hope for me
clinging onto the possibility desperately
that one day I would have my miracle
But now I see what it's meant to be
A mere existence without a destination
I have reached the tunnel's end
no angel came, I found no absolution
Writ - 1st March 2013
Time - 7:30 p.m.
Liz :)
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