I stand
in this empty space
I fumble and fall
in rueful disgrace.

Stormclouds are brewing
A tornado of regrets
Destroys all and conquers
All the deeds I confess

My head is still whirling
My eyes seek the light
The abyss below
Calls siren-like

Take my hand as I flail
As I reach for a breath
Beneath murky waters
No escape from the depth.

No hope for the sinner
No mercy, no fear
All is forgiven
Deliverance is near.

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Key Words : ocean, bridge, regret, despiration

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