14 July 2012
I am very troubled
When I think of things I do,
Of ways that I get round walls,
Of people I once knew.
I am very worried
About the trouble I have caused,
The good advice I gave myself
And brushed off without pause.
As I look myself up and down
And see all of these things;
The turmoil that encircled,
Some hellish smoky ring,
Believe me, all those horrors
Were just heavy-handed forms
Of apologies and sacrifices
From some twisted love born.
I only hope tomorrow
As I look back, tired and sore,
I can change so all those things
Are just memories once more.
I Am Very Troubled • Opuss № I