Without a Dent

July 23, 2010
Guilt guilt guilt
What a weight to bear
Imagining it greater
The pain you couldn't share!

They look into yours
They see right through lies
The tense fear you disguise
It glints in your eyes.

Tell the truth, tell the truth
Get rid of the pressure
And for good measure
Apologize! All the better!

For living like this
Is a fate worse than death
It'd be better to repent
And live without a dent.
But whole- one in it's own
To see tomorrow come.

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback