Mindless
Can we be saved?
God took the most unique of traits,
and it was you he made
In this silence
I'm still amazed
Tell me how to rectify this
Can we be saved?
Sad that things have turned out this way
Now I sit here counting days
I'm sorry I was mindless
I got carried away
Apologies for my blindness
I'm just in pain
God took the most unique of traits,
and it was you he made
In this silence
I'm still amazed
Tell me how to rectify this
Can we be saved?
I'm so glad that you found me
I just hoped you could of stayed.
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Comments (3)
I really forgot just how much I value your writing until now 🙏🤍
Such sincere remarks! I appreciate you sharing this moving poetry; it really expresses the agony of regret and the need for atonement.
So poignant and as always, I loved the repetition! Fantastic poem!