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The Act of Confession

May 7, 2014
By Newyorkcity_Dreamer PLATINUM, Wausau, Wisconsin
Newyorkcity_Dreamer PLATINUM, Wausau, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness”
Maya Angelou

“Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.”
E.Y. Harburg


When I went out to kill myself, I caught
my mind traveling to beautiful days.
Memories of my childhood, and laughter, not
the dark, lonesome times now causing decay.
For a spare second, I could not recall my purpose, my weariness, or my tool
but instead, one who's meeting with death was one they could not stall.
And shamelessly, I felt pathetic and a fool.

Banished from Heaven, I had wanted to die.
I was lost, alone, and scared, but now found
And I prayed for my Savior's forgiveness:
Thanking him for keeping my wretched soul alive.
I collapsed to my knees crying, but making no sound
And I got lost in my Confession


The author's comments:
This poem is actually an imitation poem of the famous "Saint Judas" by James Arlington Wright.

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