Accident

Lost, I feel.

Uncertainty courses through.

Why am I still

Here? With a heart heavy with rue.

Forgiven?

By whom?

Easy for others, no opposition,

But fore me? Be it with me in my tomb

Guilty,

That's what I am.

It was an accident, they say.

Not your fault, they say.

These things happen, they say.

Just forget about it, they say.

But how can I forget, this morbid memory, heavy,

Leaving a scar in the depth of my soul.