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This Is My Sin

by Sarah Boom

This 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

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/18/07 at 07:43 PM

well done... well done.....

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