A poem of Dealing with the guilt of a lie. |
My Illusion I see shadows of doubts late in the night I feel swaying decisions between wrong and right Lost in the vagueness of a distressing confusion Torn between reality and my deceitful illusion Running away from myself… I withdraw, I hide The further I run… the deeper I fall inside Carried away in my own foolish crime All my thoughts seem frozen, unmoving in time Pride conceals darkness, “evil’s hood” Until reality was shown, and there I stood The fire in your eyes does not feel the same Stirring my great pride, I vainly try to tame I repent, for I am in the wrong Your forgiveness is what I long All my rivers, have run dry…. All my fears, buried in my lie… If I told you the truth… would you understand? If I justified myself… would you take my hand? Would you doubt my truth, if my heart revealed its fears? Would you sense me crying, if my soul concealed its tears? Would it matter My Love, if I told you today? I never meant to hurt you, with that I stay I’ve cut myself deep with my sword of pride Only you have the power to mend, to heal me from inside With that I am suspended, I await the calling I beg my Angel of mercy to catch me, I’m falling. Dondi Oct. 30, 2001 |