Quittance

A regretful instant breaks This is not the road leading to fullness This is not what I wanted to reach This is not the place I belong to This is not where I was supposed to land This is not the aim of this routine This is not why I did build this This is not a conclusion This is not who I was meant to be Why this discrepancy A cause lost into fraudulent behaviors Depicting a strong weakness of the self All integrity shattered in million pieces Mislead into temptation This is not a denial, this is the true face of resentment I demand redemption for all my transgressions Prepared to strip myself down to the gist A deafening silence slants over this desert The burn of these distresses is extinct I feel now freed from that perturbed shallowness Ready to take one last impulse and lift off I am aloud in the escape Allowed to leave this place.