I never thought would speak,
the language my soul seek,
blabber of my heart, abstraction of thought,
dreams relinquished, hopes bleak.
through dark alleys of my heart, they cruise
expose everything held close, every shame, every bruise
uproot guilt, fear, let the light shine through
quietly bear my burden, why that they do…
With some sorcerer’s magic,
turn soot of my heart into ink
cast my sins in alluring curves
on white oyster, shine black pearls
something that I don’t have to hide
my sins sublime become absolute pride
never judge me, blame me when I
in unknown grudge tear, throw them in bin,
come running at my first call hanging on thread
of my memory, pray silently for deliverance from sin.
don’t yell, stay quiet, whenever I want them by my side,
give my solitude resonance, sail me over every tide,
Suck all the tar out, fill me with verve.
I don’t deserve.
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