Forgive me my past transgressions,
my heart was not used to love.
Now my mind is filled with questions,
of what I was once part of.
Will my humor ever recover?
and restore it’s former lively state.
Or will I in this darkness take cover,
and to heartbreak capitulate.
I hope I can pick up the pieces,
and try to find love again.
Hopefully my spirit increases,
and my love of life, I will retain.