Simple-Man87

Vivid Penance

It was a cold night in November

When I left her there

Leaving her nothing to remember

But my last act of despair.

I watched from far below as she lie crippled

Ignoring the smoked casing to her right

Dropping in my blood, her tears rippled

As she held me all night.

Even when they came to take me away

She fought them all

Wanting just one more minute to stay

I didn\'t come back, no life to re-install.

Never will I be again

A penance I must pay

To not be a Father, Son nor Friend

And accept where my soul is to lay.