Haunted Room

While
I dream 
In the early
Part of morn
I often enter
A hidden room
Within my
Soul
That haunts
Me

Troubles
Of the past
Troubles
Of today
Torment
Me

I wish
Forgiveness
From
Above
Would
Transcend
To my
Spirit

For though
I know
The creator
Provides
Redemption
The demons
Of my conciousness
still hold 
The shackles 
Of Regret 

I may live
And persevere
On life's hike
But when
I dream
I return
To 
SLAVERY 
Where
I am not
Free

Maybe this
Is what
Hell
Is

The abandonment
To
Hope
The infinity 
Of disappointment 
The reminder
Of self made
Debt
The
Judas Iscariot 
To the 
Ones I claimed
to
Cherish
The Marcus Brutus
to unconditional 
Love

If one prayer
Could be answered
I would quickly
Ask
To be forever
Evicted
from the
Haunted 
Room
Allowing
My
Debts
To be free
Love ones
Taken
Care
Of
And to forever
dwell
In
Abiding 
Peace......