Sinner

written in 2003

My wings lay torn,
feathers littered upon the floor.
No longer innocent
my halo ‘s gone
crystal existence shattered,
morals no longer matter.
Shadows overtake the light,
darkness’s embrace        
Tears fall over what is done,
but saline doesn’t wash away the blood.
And regret doesn’t erase,
consequences of decisions made.

Author's Note

again something i wrote years ago and really haven't looked at since. . .

Reviews

[highthought]

u have used a close immagination to the fact
thats what made ur call very clear