A Poem by Justin J. Sales

I want to add to this, but by the time I get to my computer I forget the s**t I would have written and can't think of anything sucks but oh welll heres my pointless 8 lines


I"m nervous

not nerveless.

far from worthless,

but whats my purpose.


I heard services,

repented, then

gave into urges,

like many men.

try and cleanse,

and be friend,

but when

you go back

to the way things were

you may take everyone

else with you.

then what?


do you want that blood

one your hands..

scrub and scrub it wont

come off.

then what do you do?


youve lost your relevance.

just another hypocrit..


talk yourself into heaven?

not gonna happen.

© 2010 Justin J. Sales

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Posted 8 Years Ago

this packs a punch thats for sure! well done!

Posted 8 Years Ago

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... very pointed references in this verse ... very unnerving ... very purposeful ... this verse does the soul a service ... one repents as one steps towards redemption for to err is human ... awesome 8 lines ... potent and profound ... :) ...

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Added on April 30, 2010
Last Updated on July 31, 2010
Tags: soul searching