Please forgive me for I have sinned
and know not what I do.
It has been years since my last confession,
my faith having abandoned me.
My knees sore as I kneel
My hands crippled as I pray
I can't speak the holy virgin's name--
I lost it the other day.
And as you bend down with that candle
in order to bless my throat,
I force St. Blaise to blow it out
in fear that I might choke.
The lord's prayer turns to ashes on my lips
and it's not even Wednesday.
Author notes
My girlfriend is very religious and lately I've been rethinking my stance on religion. This is just about feeling suffocate by religion itself and being afraid to commit to a belief.
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