Confession

Today a confession will be composed

By a heart formerly warm now frosted

I haven’t been here long enough

So I don’t have the right to act tough

But let me confess how troubled I am

how critical I’m looking at them

Now I can easily see the fault of others

Hard and mean words I can easily utter

Without break I decide which path to take

Without wisdom I bring everyone-everything at stake

I give my own meaning to what’s happening

And I don’t consider myself as one who is drifting

I rationalize my feelings with content

And not something that was bent

I thought that this is something right

Without regrets I can fight

For what I believe I should be doing

Locked up for what I am seeing

It feels right yet I’m not content

Satisfaction? Away it went.

Where is the peace that I should have

Where is the grace I used to love?

They say it’s harder to care

But truly, that I could bare

You know what’s not fair?

When we start keeping the love we should share.