Crushed
24 March, 2010
Author: Victoria Umanah (Avikaie)
I’m depressed and lost
I feel the rocking sway of all of it
And a moving sickness of regret
For all wrongs committed
Desperately, I promise every one,
All of them, myself,
The God in whom I did not regard.
That if I survive this
I will do better
Better than I have
An urgent compact
As sincere and grave as a deathbed wish
I sit here in the dark and wipe my tears
I hope to God and wait for peace
That would heal my bleeding soul
------- Author's Notes -------
The Human mind actually thinks clearly when he gets in trouble. He begins to see his wrongs and then is prepared to make restitutions... |
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