emo?

why...

sometimes certain thoughts cross my

mind leaving me broken with tears...

hugging this old guitar, playing it

while tears fall down from my face to these bed sheets...

the slower my fingers play the strings,

the faster these salty drops of regrets

roll down from my stressed eyes...deep,

misty, sorrowful eyes...must be the

afternoon sunlight that irritated

them...

begging for forgiveness...

a routine that a sinner like me always do...a routine that a sinner like me

MUST always do..

longing for comfort from His unfading love,

i turned this music into a prayer...a sincere one, full of sentiments...

and tears...


and if i call Your name...my filthy deed will be forgiven...