Curse of the awareness

Once upon a time innocent

doing my own thing

I was crushed by the choices

then I was ignorant

no blood spilled.

As I fed on the time given

excreting, sin after sin

shame was adjustable

I did ask to be forgiven

the universe is infinite.

Now I realize the cost

a burden it is

slowly it grows unbearable

but what has passed is lost

my grief is but brief in the history of time.

Reviews

[Cody Williams]

A really nice piece. The title reminds me of a couple stories I once wrote. "A Letter From Lacy" & its prequel "Robert's Journal". Thanks for sharing this wonderful piece!

-CW