One screw up, and I fall down a pit

A pit of shame
A pit of dishonor
A pit of distrust
But someday, I hope
That like a birds nest,
I, too, will be mended
And I will be forgiven for my mistakes

When I look back at what I did
I knew that what I was doing wasn’t right
But when I stopped,
It had been too late.

I stare up,
out of my hole,
trying to find a way out.
Nobody’s around,
wanting to lend me a hand.

“Tis my fate” I said,
as the leaves started to cover me up,
and I sit in the hole.

The people that I met in the woods,
whom I played a trick on,
aren’t there anymore.
I know now, I lost one of my strands of my rope
And I will have to crawl back ,
out of my hole,
and get back on my travels.

My faults were grievous, yes
But forgiveness of a fault,
Is worth much more than
what will retake to repay it.

-The one.-

Dedicated to my one and only girl, Marissa
September 30th, 2000
You were the one.
The one that opened me up
The one that lit me up
The one who followed me

You are the one.
The one that sees me
The one that likes me
The one that kissed me
The one that never stopped

You will be the one.
The one whom I first kiss
The one who I would first miss
The one that I would love
The one that I will marry

It has been the time.
The time to look behind us, and see our pasts
The time to look ahead, and see ourselves, together
The time to see, that now, you and I are one.

-Death Takes Me Down-

Of all the things i'm invincible to,
Death takes me down.
It takes a lot to make me sad,
It takes a lot to make me mad,
But above all,
In chruch,
We are tought to accept death,
And not to fear it.
But when it comes time to pay the piper,
Death conquers all. When you play video games that concern death,
You don't think of
What you're doing,
But when a realtive dies,
It is hard to accept the fact
That they have gone to
A higher plane of existance.
Of all the things I fear the most,
Death is the ultimate.
It does no good,
It does no bad,
Being neutral as can be. And now,
That I have lost an associate,
And a dear friend to death,
I wonder:
"When will they be calling my name at the gates?" But then,
I think of what life has to offer,
And what joy that person has brought to me.
I smile, and pray, because of that joy.

Copyright © C.J.

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