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.