Forgiveness.

A shallow grave,
A place which to weep,
To end our suffering,
To stop an be happy again.
Its a place we are buried, 
Not a place to end pain,
To be relieved,
To be at peace.
To truely be at peace,
We must repent for our sins first,
Then if thy,
Is willing to forgive themselves,
Then we can truly find peace in death.
I don't forgive myself..
That reason only,
Is the only thing that keeps me breathing,
That wakes me up from the pits of despair,
An the gates of hell.
I don't forgive myself for the crimes I've commited.
I don't forgive myself for the deeds I've done.
So I must live..
Live to right my wrongs,
To hold onto that shred of hope,
That all can be forgiven.
That is why,
I must live. 

~Angel