To sometimes wonder if I ever done right,
It's such a shame how the answer's so clear
For someone who turned away from the light.
I closed my eyes, embraced the darkness.
It was either be wronged or take out the light,
From the very start it was a dirty fight.
Only have two thirds of my family left,
Rather kill than live to see their deaths.
Kill the love ones of those who helped you,
And when they find out, hope they won't shoot.
Bury myself deep within as I kill for my kin,
So I won't feel regret, when I make them forget,
About seeing my sins.
Live two lies and one truth,
To wear two faces and find out none of them are you.
Please tell me, what is it that I should do?
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