mute

I saw life where the blushing fruit grows,
One bite was enough to wake me.
You left a trace of you in my being.
Light sobs and whimpers escape me.
Sorry is too sorry to say.
Learn this: you cannot make me.
Knowing you’re cursed for eternity.
Is not enough to break me.
My hand trembled as I saw worlds,
The sight was enough to shake me.
Your Grace, grant thou salvation, I pray thee.
Why would you forsake me?

-Anon