Morning coffee...
Wonderful smell,
Deep sigh and attention...
Is it sure this is a good idea?
Troubled souls are in a hurry
Their souls are a big mystery...
They just come and go
Colors, sounds, images, feelings... Memories.
I stand against myself and only see that
I am guilty.
But a sin I carry with me, so hard that its chain still holds me
captive and compels me to suffer.
I'm guilty.
I live in the moment.
I look and shake.
Actually... I may be afraid of those around me.
What would the world say if they knew who I am?
Would there be a new chance...?
I go around and look around and around...
Brautigam Norbert XII. H
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