Hiding in Sin

God (Inspired by)

In darkened corners,

my feet stumble

as I hide from the light.

I wallow in seclusion

when you were

seeking me,

whispering that you

found me before

I ever went missing.

It was all my fault.

I heard the ghosts

in cobwebbed crevices

and obeyed them

although they had

nothing to offer.

My feet find

the strength

to move back to you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: Jennifer Knapp lyrics

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kerry's picture

I like this poem very much - it tells a story in a compact manner with fine imagery.