My faith has decayed.
I've been left dead.
I only feel pain of past.
I can only hear the fallen words.
I can't breath.
My recklessness has left me raw and exposed.
Children of past have left me wounded.
I'm scared and frightened.
I feel so vulnerable
Tears run nosily down my face.
Is there room to forgive them.
I never felt so naked, striped from my life.
I want to be left tearless for once, just once in my life.
To feel happyness just once in my life would be undesirable.