Guilt

Guilt

A Poem by Deidara

I Suffer daily for my sin
endless torments now begin
accursed pain and retribution
would they bring me absolution?

What can free me from this guilt?
Look at all the blood I spilt
Pouring from your open heart
lasting bonds I've torn apart

What can make me whole again?
Your blood drips from my fountain pen
Could I but rewrite history
I'd solve this untold mystery 

I never got to say goodbye
I wonder did you ever cry
Or did a tear fall from your eye
Oh how my life has gone awry

© 2014 Deidara


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Added on July 20, 2013
Last Updated on January 15, 2014

Author

Deidara
Deidara

Katy, TX