Fallen
Ashamed am I for what I’ve done
I’ve tainted it, soiled it
How am I to explain such tragedy?
The loss of all purity of body and mind
To return to oneself is improbable
A task so enormous in size
With a feeling of gut-wrenching desperation
To find my only chance for redemption
Aye me, what is to be done about this?
Despair looming, opportunity for change
Non existent in this world of uncertainty
I am spent and have lost hope of recovery
World catch me I am falling
Away from all sense of reason and clarity
Clouded is the mind as I descend
Too weak to retaliate, I have fallen!
Ayesha M.
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