The Sinners Confession

December 24, 2010
Dead
Stricken
Frozen
Still
Caught in the hustle of life
Swept along like a dust bunny
Not knowing who's to trust
Liars
Weepers
Beggars
Sinners
All to whom are familiar
All to whom I've crossed paths with
who am I to blame for this
For the misery
The darkness
The heavy burden I carry
They are attracted to my body
Sucking the life out of me
Laying waste among and in my veins
They mix with my hot
Steamed tears
I wish to stop
But it becomes apart of me
It grows until it is natural; a routine; a dictator
The time for blood draws closer
There's a fearful path I shall take
Layed down by my destiny
And torn between two halfs
Once believing to wrongs make a right

I was stricken with a dreadful choice
To go with my gut
Temptation
Or by heart
To none I wish to trust
For once in time they had done it
Years back
To the days of childhood
To cliques
And fitting in
Where my innocent mind still roamed
Feeling sweet freedom
For the first time
Choosing the unwise
Lost in a tail of redemption
Of addiction
A cyclops on the loose
Uncaged and wild beyond imaginable
A terrorizer
Steering me out of control
The terrorizer waits to spring

Until he who is pure can come
For only he can tame this beast
A burden that has been held tightly to my sole
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
I wish to say
But even after he is gone
And defeated
He learns to become sly
He quietly creeps into my dreams
The feels of nightmares
Screams
Sweating
His presence still lays
Deep in my mind
Like a raging fire
The guilt he brings upon me
Till I kneel
Willing to be one
Like him
A beggar
A weeper
A liar
A sinner
Soon he will get to all
all who are abusers
And we will all learn to except it

For if I had only know when I was young
If I would have listened to their warnings
I wouldn't be here today
Sucking lifeless air away
Through tubes jobbed into my nostrils
I wouldn't be here
Worrying about catching even the slightest
Littlest cold
Which could take my last breaths away
Before I'd know it
No!
If I would have listened
I would be here today
Living successfully
Happily
Healthy
And not alone
But look at me
I waste the days away
sitting on my white, old, screechy rocking chair
Watching the children play
As my white scraggly hair sways with the wind
Remembering when I once had family
A wife
A son
A daughter
And grandchildren
But now I am all alone
An empty heart
In an empty
Cruel world
No back bone
No brain





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Sarbear This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 12, 2011 at 7:03 pm
i love this:) i had to read it a couple times to really take it in and i love some of the hidden meanings and metaphors in it. you are very talented and i enjoyed reading this!
 
PerfectMGymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Apr. 24, 2011 at 1:11 am
thanks so much!! :)
 
Vidra This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 2, 2011 at 8:12 pm

Really awesome poem!!! It was very beautiful. :) Fave lines:

"There's a fearful path I shall take
Layed down by my destiny
And torn between two halfs
Once believing to wrongs make a right"

 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Feb. 2, 2011 at 10:56 pm
Thanks!! Those are probably my favorite lines too!! :)
 
Volleystar15 said...
Feb. 2, 2011 at 9:23 am
This poem is pure beauty. Love it!! keep Writing your so good!!
 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Feb. 2, 2011 at 10:55 pm
Thanks! i'm glad you liked it!!
 
Mr-solo said...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 7:05 pm
i think this is really good.
 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Feb. 2, 2011 at 10:54 pm
Thanks! :)
 
Mr-solo replied...
Feb. 6, 2011 at 12:58 pm
yea no prob
 
anonmyous said...
Jan. 26, 2011 at 8:29 am
i really liked it! i wish i could write this long, and its a really good long poem! your are very gifted! keep up the good work!
 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 5:45 pm
Thank you! i always seem to have a problem writing too much!! 
 
anonmyous replied...
Feb. 3, 2011 at 3:19 pm
thats not a problem at all! its a gift in my opinion!
 
LibbyL said...
Jan. 24, 2011 at 9:45 pm
This is beautiful! Keep up the great work. Thanks for the appreciation, it made my day. Good luck : )
 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 5:45 pm
Thanks! and i'm glad i made your day! :)
 
Yarek said...
Jan. 23, 2011 at 6:19 pm

its really good

I love it and i wish i could write this long

 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 5:47 pm
Thanks! :)
 
thatjosephguy said...
Jan. 23, 2011 at 4:41 pm

I LOVE this poem, I wish you could have posted it on my thread, it would have made it look good.  I faved it and gave it 5 stars.

I looked at ur profile, and I love Mark Twain and Suzanne Collins and their books, We have a LOT more in common too, but this thing is alrdy 2 long.  Keep writing!  Maybe I'll c u when we R journalists for the New York Times!

 
anonmyous replied...
Jan. 26, 2011 at 8:28 am
reach for the moon, even if you fail, you'll land among the stars!
 
Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 5:47 pm
That's so cool that we have all that in common!!! :) and Thanks!!
 
Sparky14 replied...
Feb. 21, 2011 at 11:27 am
Amazing job once again!! I must say I liked this one better than 'Mirror Image' very deep. Read youre profile too (please don't find that creepy) I wish to be a journalist too but not for New York Times, more like National Geographic, The Hunger Games are amazing!!!! And so is your writing!!! =] =]
 
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