Life was good, until that one mistake,
It threw me back into the trenches I fought hard to escape.
there’s always that stain,
That makes me feel dirty again.
Dirty laundry, dirty secrets in my system
Buried deep, beneath the weight of regret.
I could smell the flames from the bridges I had burnt
It was risky but greed was louder than wisdom
Is this my turning point?
After being burned,
The ears are now willing to listen to reason
I can’t ignore that it’s the emptiness that drives me to it
Thinking I can push in anything to get rid of the void
I wish I ignored the “I want, I want ,i want”
A persistent cunning thought that aroused my mind
I listened and I shouldn’t have let wanting let the devil get what it wants
The destruction of the road to discover real peace
When the cycle repeats
Worthiness is overshadowed by the feeling of being worthless
Left with nothing to say, I stay silent
Every Word feels like a noisy gong
Having not deep love for self .
I thought the feeling would take too long
The feeling of wanting to go back home.
I no longer want to be called a lost cause
that let’s the dirty mistakes define and ruin me
i no longer want to be that lost soul
That couldn’t find its way back home