Do you know what you do?
Or is it like the babes who trample the grass?
Do you plan it like everything else;
Strategize and plan every move like a chess game;
Or is it like the harsh wind uprooting the innocent roses?
The way you make me feel is unfathomable.
At first it was this bliss;
Something I rarely knew,
But now it hurts Like a child being dragged over a sheet of cacti.
You took the sweet innocence
And left me out to dry;
It hurt too much to even speak oft
In silence is my prayer
That the supreme would love and forgive
I was warned and took heed for a while,
And then gave in.
It really wasn’t worth it
And I wish I could turn back the hands of time
To do it all again.
Unfortunately you only get one shot at this
Its either do or die
Make a wrong decision
And your conscience will haunt you
Till you beg for forgiveness
And promise to never do it again.
This is my plea.
Hear it and forgive me.