Confused

I stand outside the gates-

Won't someone let me in?

I've asked for forgiveness,

tried to cleanse all my sin;

but without you to guide me

I'm destined to fall;

so out here I wonder, confusd by it all.

For I've been dropped and shattered,

forgotten and misplaced;

though I carry many burdens,

none among them is hate;

yet, still closed is the gate-

no admittance for one such as me-

the answers to such questions remain a mystery.

So as I walk away, down the only path I know,

through the forest of darkness with its ever-biting cold,

remember that I came seeking forgiveness,

willing to pay my dues,

but the gates stayed unopened,

I was not let through.

What am I to think? What am I to do?

I wander back to where I started,

seeking another route... confused.