My forlorn soul searches for acceptance
My agony needs to be seized and released
Into a deserving soul
I have done no wrong
I have loved and I have detested
I am human and I have my regrets
I regret pushing you away
I regret being so wrapped in my own world
that I didn't notice your pain
Maybe I deserve my fate
But I should also then deserve a day of justification
So maybe I could be delivered from some of my tortured fate
So I lay here
Holding your limp body
Wondering how I could save you from your disgusting fate
You hold the pistol that let you go
And I pray in painful remorse
That my soul can be spared for being so ignorant
A contest entry
- I'm not good at much, but I'm great at listening. by Sin Aesthetic.
600 points, ended June 21, 2008, 50 entries
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