What is the sum of a life gone wrong
Does it somehow add up to what I thought all along
Is there a reason to wake to the rising sun
When the realization hits of all I've done
Start to question this path I took
Of Happiness have I had my last look.
My mistakes glare at me, as if the past has eyes
In this solitude I know I'm not the only one who cries
Tears shed on my accord
So many times I've fallen upon my own sword
Heart felt sorrow it does no good
I'd take it all back if only I could
Truly see the evil in a lie
Wish the past would just go away and die
Take these memories out of my head
I'm sorry for every tear I've caused to be shed
These sins I own, they live on through me
A guide to live by remember and see
Heaven I held in the palm of my hand
Slipped through my fingers as if it were sand
Would you believe my sorrow I swear it's true
A part of my heart will never forgive what's been done to you
To my own self I have gone numb
Or do I just hate what I've become
Please tell me what you think
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It's excellent.
This is so very full of feelings, they just pour off of the page. Your rhyme is excellent, as is your wording, and your questioning of yourself is an outstanding quality. Feeling bad for the wrongs we do is they way to salvation. Whatever you've done, you've owned it, and therefore you can fix it. Denying something, leaves it that way. The title, and everything about this piece I really like.
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