His Sin
 
Wrath is his sin
anger at all that he can’t control
lashing out at those he claims to love
screaming words that cut deep into there souls
this wrath is what he will be remembered for
not for his hard work
but for the anger that work caused him
not for his hugs with gentle hugs
but for the bruises left by those same hands
he will be remembered this way
not because we can’t forgive
but because we can’t forget

By tabi undead soul

© 2010 tabi undead soul (All rights reserved)

 

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