Sin of Lust: Inerasable Sin

A young boy reflects upon his mistake of one night. Of how it could destroy him.

I close my eyes as the water rains down on my face- 

My tired face- 

My guilty face. 

Immediately I make a face of disgust- 

And try to scrub it off. 

Scrub it all off. 

So I could undo tonight, no- 

Even the last ten minutes. 

Nothing could erase the thought of this dark sin. 

I could still sense the breathing of the figure 

on the bed. 

Covered by sheets- 

She looks innocent. 

She looks different.

Because I know what I've done could not be undone. 

No one could find out- 

She couldn't find out. 

Scrub 

scrub 

scrub. 

Someone who I just thought of as a friend- 

Now someone I feel guilty looking at. 

Someone who could never be the same in my eyes again. 

Because I gave in. 

Gave in to the moment- 

Gave into the fleeting passion 

of what she could provide. 

I was lonely so I didn't resist. 

But that was the greatest mistake- 

I have to live with it the rest of my life. 

The secret

only one other person knows.

Every time I looked at her I would remember. 

Every time I looked at my girlfriend I would remember. 

Every time I talked to the one person who knew- 

I would remember. 

I let the droplets of water flow down my face 

as I resigned myself to this fate. 

How long would the secret of this one night stand would last? 

Because everyone knew the girl in my bed. 

Everyone knew me- 

spread bad rumors about me sleeping around. 

When I finally cleaned up 

I found myself a girlfriend and life was good. 

I had a beautiful girl, 

friends I trusted- 

someone I could tell all my secrets to. 

Someone else like me. 

But now my normal life would be disrupted. 

Because of this heavy feeling in my heart. 

Of guilt. 

Of regret. 

Of my betrayal. 

Why did I chose this path? 

Why have I strayed? 

This dark sin now can't be erased.

What this boy didn't know is that it would disrupt his normal daily life and the secret would be out the next day. Both him- and the one keeping his secret would go down.

Author's Note

A story of a boy who cannot escape his guilt.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

they say everything happens for a reason even our mistakes...... we err in the face of knowing the consequences so to speak. the guilt is high afterwards and yes it takes years to forgive oneself we are all not angels on earth, we all do make mistakes and suffer and rid ourselves in guilt for entire lives. try to be easier on oneself it takes time. maybe a lifetime.
if this is fiction or non fiction, doesnt matter, the descriptives are there, thankyou! for entry into my regrets comp, good luck

[Emily]

I really liked it!
I am sure their are a lot of people who can relate to this.
Keep on writing!

[Nikolean]

Thank you!

[TheMalady]

A poem - and a story. Regrets are always in the end. It is always in the end of our lives. Guilt is like a stigma of our own persona. We cannot escape its memory. It's our life's pitfall.

I like how you repeat the word, every time...
Nice poem story. Keep up the good job. You could also try rhyming the last words of every lines to make this more enticing and appealing. Just a friendly suggestion!

Keep up the good work! :)

[Nikolean]

Thank You!