I’m ashamed of my past

I’m ashamed of my ways

          Of the things I do

          Day after day

I ask for your love; Your time and heart

Yet I turn away from it

          As if to play a game

I’m not satisfied with what I have

So I seek and torture

         Torture you, torture me

Until one of us can’t breathe anymore

Until the heart is so full of pain and desire

          Of shame

This is where I stand

So early in the morning

Full with shame,

         My heart won’t settle

Though my words say different.


I’m sorry