Repentance

~I walk this lonely mile, this eerie mile.
Released from the prison, I called home.
I repented, only, to make it a bigger pile.
Then sent to the prison, where demons roam~

I repent for the sins I have committed,
Though, despite the way these chains are fitted,
It feels strange…
Maybe it’s not to late for my life to rearrange.
Although, to rearrange; I would have to change.
But to change, who I am,
Would be to change who I represent,
Though, that seems just a little too much…
Just to repent.

Walking that mile, I could see the light…
And even though those bulbs burned bright,
I felt good.
Though, I’m not sure that they understood.
Maybe I didn’t understand,
Then that means after all I had planned…
Things wouldn’t turn out the way I wanted,
Living this life would forever be haunted,
So I would have to look at all the bad times I spent,
Then turn them all around…
And repent.

I was at my destination; my mile had ended.
At this destination, I noticed the smiles had ended.
To believe, I thought this… would end more splendid.
I sat to the chair where my chains stayed tight,
Even though from this view, I could barely see light…
It felt right…
And on that night… I was asked for a few last words…
I thought about everything from cars to birds…
Then said these two words… “I’m sorry”
Electricity flowed through my veins, once they pulled the switch…
I thought of home when my body started to turn and twitch…
I thought of all of good I’ve done, and the good times I’ve spent…
It was a fair cost…
Just to repent.

~I walk this lonely mile, this eerie mile.
Released from the prison, I called home.
I repented, only, to make it a bigger pile.
Then sent to the prison, where demons roam~