I’ve raised my head to look up
Tears have come down
It is raining everyday
Showers of repentance
They’ve told me that mercy is without an end
That I should comprehend
Patience has a limit
Although the key to my salvation
You detain
Speaking of a rebirth
I plead for death
That I may afresh commence
Not my life but Yours
Doctors have thought
Anaemia is the default
Psychiatrists have said
Trauma has effects
Friends have warned
That you won’t
After me forever look
To express, I may not be able
To know I lament
Reflects upon me
The sun of justice
While I look I cannot see
Mysteries of tomorrow
My past is all that is present
It is not pleasant
Flying high up they look down
Down here I look small
Too small to reach your hand
Unless you come closer
Not a new book
To forget is not my desire
Not a new life
To pretend is not my intention
A rebirth
So it will be a virgin heart
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