Haunted by Sin
This poem expresses how I feel of the mistakes I have made.
What is it like
To be haunted by Sin?
When every waking moment,
You are forced to recall,
What you shouldn’t have done.
Sometimes it’s the little things,
Like oops I touched something I shouldn’t have.
Those are mere fragments,
To the terrors buried
Deep within your soul.
Why did I do that?
Why wasn’t there someone to try and stop me?
Why did I have no self control?
I remember my deepest sins,
As harsh as the sun shines.
There is no forgiving yourself,
When you know you’re a criminal.
Is there a cure to the haunting?
Is there a happy ending?
Of course not!
You can never undo the past,
No matter how badly you want to.
You will forever bear your sins,
Until the day you die.
About the Creator
Serenity Zahnle
I'm a transgender otherkin poet. I hope to meet new people and talk about poetry. I used to post my poetry on deviantart, here's a link https://www.deviantart.com/ssserenity
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