Coming Clean pt 3

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“My best friend!” he yells 

 I sigh and turn my head 

Ashamed to even speak 

I slowly sit on the bed 

What have I done? 

How could I throw this away? 

At the end of the day 

It's my husband I've betrayed 

Lord I beg you, 

Please don't let us end 

This man is my homie.. 

My lover….my friend… 

I yell at her and see 

 The tears in her eyes 

And I realize I can't 

 Keep living this lie 

“I slept with someone” 

I whispered so slow 

As I felt the knot 

Creep up in my throat 

She looked in my eyes 

And I looked at the floor 

The tears fell down 

I couldn't hold them anymore 

Heavenly Father 

What have I done? 

This is my wife 

We were made one. 

You placed her in my life 

I am her leader 

But all I have done 

Is hurt and deceive her 

Father forgive me 

I put my trust in you 

I love my wife 

No one else will do. 

“I slept with someone” 

Replays in my head 

I thought time stopped 

But I'm still on this bed 

My heart feels numb 

But not from his words 

I hurt him deeply 

Forget what I heard. 

God you loved me 

When I was unlovable 

I need to love him 

Even if I feel I am unable 

My strength comes from 

Kneeling at your throne 

On the cross 

Your love was shown…. 

Before I can stand up 

And walk over to him 

He walks towards me 

And reaches for my hand 

Next thing I know 

We are on our knees 

Apologizing and confessing 

Crying out to our greatest need…. 

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