My dirty secret

A Poem by Cody Michael

the trepidation goes deeper then the mind set of sin,

where the completion of ones vows meet the grating end by a demonic plague,

somewhere deep inside yourself you say to stop but you keep going,

keep driving the stake deeper,

the hole you dug is deep and round,

can you live with the trespasses?

can you bear the grief?

the mark of shame you walk with is unending.

how do you hide such a thing?

or is what you dug too deep,

to gruesome to confront?

conformity may be the norm,

but will you jump on the bandwagon?

can you break the ties that bind you to your hell,

to free yourself of your guilt?

be honest now,

tell the truth.

what is your crime,

your affliction,

your sin,

your guilt?

now break their heart,

make them cry,

its all your fault,

you sinner,

you liar.

feel the guilt,

feel it swell,

grow,

overpower you.

bear the brokeness you caused,

look deep withing your self.

unpure,

broken,

false,

veneered.

clouded by shame,

growing by decite,

you make things worse,

envoy is your crime,

lust is your sin,

aflicted with the burden shame,

hoping and praying,

you take the leep.

© 2011 Cody Michael

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Avoiry

This is one perception of a sinner, the guilty type at the height of of it's burden. You made it so heavy with the repetition of condescending terms. I don't really care about grammar as long as i can understand and i do like this perhaps some well set pauses could give a bit more drama, but as a whole i enjoyed it.