This Is My Sin by Sarah BoomThis is my sin
Sitting here with him
Uncertainties flood my mind
But with him I spend my time
A smile is on my face
Something i had forgotten
People have been erased
It's not my time to die
I remember the days of the blade
They don't seem so far gone
Years have passed me by
The blood stains remain just the same
This is my sin
Dripping blood from my eyes
Tears no longer fall
When I cry
There's no time at all
To tell you
I would take the fall
For you
This is my sin
Starting up again
Blood can be washed
Scars last forever
I cannot foresee the future
Any more than you can
However this I know
Come tomorrow
I shall exist no more
Because This is my sin
This is my heaven
Bleeding to death
Seeing the pain in your eyes
This is my sin
This is my hell 08/05/2004
Author's Note: Another anger filled poem written at age 18. I think I've improved since then.
Posted on 10/18/2007 Copyright © 2025 Sarah Boom
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