My melancholy comes again
these dry gold days
the things I did then
failed to shake those wicked ways
still paying for them.
My life is a cycle of purgatory
the stamp of Sinner
that’s my glory
that’s when I became The Winner.
And now it’s all confusion see
or is it really Clarity
because this Rhyme means little more
than saying Goodnight just to close the door.
Odilonvert 