What is evil; what is good?
Torn between right and wrong,
avoid sin like an angel should?
Or yield to the devil's song?
Having long since abandoned hope -
good intentions fall with every tear,
so much so that I cannot cope
as I become the very thing that I fear
Lies and deceit have served me well.
Infernal fire couldn't crack my composure.
Though I will always regret the day that I fell;
sin in haste, repent in leisure.
Although Heaven's song tries to guide me,
I am forever bound to this hellish place.
God may forgive, yet I cannot forgive me
for I will always live with this disgrace.
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Ramblings of A Lunatic
PoetryPoems that I made during the years that I was on a writing hiatus. Some of them were written in times of grief, loss, and despair, others during times of heartbreak and longing for some things that were never meant to happen. All of the entries here...
