I confess…
I confess that my life is slipping
And nothing can control it
I confess that I lose those dearest to me
In one instance of blind fury
Or blind love.
I confess that love has taken the best of me
And what's left will never suffice.
I confess I drove away from my spiritual realm
If no help can help, it's my own doing.
I confess I find more ecstasy in passion than in prayer
I confess my heart has been corrupted with indignity and loathsome greed…
I confess my mind became a ruined cog in the artful machine of God's creation.
And I confess no eyes will know me more and realize the distortion of my self
No hands will find the unmarked path to my throbbing heart
No arms will cloak me like an oyster protecting its pearl
Or make me feel like a conquered land
I confess such passion is prayer
And I'll keep praying…
I confess my hunger for you will never be satisfied
My yearning put out…
For it's greater than Man's sins drawn together
Burning deep within my veins…
Your Heaven is my Hell
I confess that without you… Heaven is Hell
And I welcome fire in your presence
These are my confessions…
Forgive me…
Sarah El Khodary
January 9, 2005