Sentencing

Poetry

I am in the throws of judgement

Lord have mercy

I feel their glares, their fiery eyes

Their pity stares as they pass me by

I’m sure I’m deserving of plenty pain

But I’ll ask you be merciful

Open this road, let me go on my way

I’m ready for brand new again

I’ve over worn my stay

I’m letting it all go

It was never mine anyway.