Poem# 2 -Guilty

I've drowned to the bottom of
the ocean,
but my sins did not wash away.
For my guiltiness was upon me,
every night and every day.
I felt guilty for everything
I've done,
that's why I was drowning.
That's why I was gone.
I saw a rope coming down for me,
were they giving me a second chance?
I don't think I would ever know,
maybe I was just stuck in a trance.

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