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Forgivable Sin (with audio)

  • Categories Poetry & Prose
  • Date September 14, 2015

http://jessicakristie.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Forgivable-Sin.m4a
I unloaded so much of me into an empty vessel.
A dehydrated destination where cowardice and hypocrisy lived.
Hiding behind a cloth of worthless justifications,
none that fit the end.
Words blanket the bleeding and feed your need to move again.
Giving you the illusions desired
to breath again.
Your intake leaves stains on your lungs as dirty
as the smoke that quiets the nerves.
Your veil is ugly.
Cursing your future… just as you wished,
and feeding so deeply into the plight of self-destruction; what you’re comfortable with.
The bridge is wobbling beneath your feet and can’t last forever.
Dive or swim, whichever brings you to a quicker end.
It’s a slow fade of pale blue and a dry heave that doesn’t know how to exhale the sun.
Your name is destruction.
Big words in pale skin. Mediocre execution with a flawed and fading pen.
The cross hangs heavy on your back, dragging through the sand, and offering no place
for you to land.
It will be your glimmer of success and then your beloved
reoccurring death.
The thing you grip till you bleed and the filler of that nagging
empty chest.
You, a quiet storm.
Me, a passing wave.
I’ve risen… again and again. Leaving your empty vessel
at the ocean’s bend.
It will sink there, no matter the redemption,
It’s your self-predetermined
end.
Every day that passes
you float on
a once forgivable sin.
But every moment you waste,
you get buried again.
The forever dying
you’re most comfortable in.
 
 

Tag:forgivable sin, jessica kristie, lost love, poems, poetry, redemption, relationships, self destruction, sin, spoken word, spoken word poetry

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    10 Comments

  1. kashpoet
    September 14, 2015
    Reply

    A deep poem.Enjoyed the read.

    • Jessica
      September 14, 2015
      Reply

      Thank you 🙂 Happy you enjoyed it.

  2. Kellie Elmore
    September 15, 2015
    Reply

    loveeeeeeee

    • Jessica
      September 15, 2015
      Reply

      Thank you, Kellie! xoxo

  3. Tymothy Longoria
    September 17, 2015
    Reply

    Brilliance.
    “I’ve risen…again and again.”
    PREVAIL.

    • Jessica
      September 18, 2015
      Reply

      Thank you 🙂 That’s how we do… we survive.
      xoxo

  4. Cindy Baker
    November 20, 2015
    Reply

    Another excellent poem-

    • Jessica
      November 21, 2015
      Reply

      Thank you, Cindy 🙂

  5. Nick Trandahl
    November 20, 2015
    Reply

    Oh, wow!! An outstanding piece, Jess. Magnificent. I love the audio as well!

    • Jessica
      November 21, 2015
      Reply

      Thank you so much! 🙂

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