Poem -
THE ACCUSER
Regret chased me down
Leaving no stone unturned
With punishment and torment
For every hard lesson learned
He replays it over and over
And beats me up with shame
Pointing his finger at me; he says;
You're guilty! You're to blame!
If regret is my judge
And guilt is my jury
I don't have a prayer
And I've got reason to worry
I laid upon my pillow
I tossed and turned all night
I couldn't live with my guilt anymore
I finally I told him; You`re right!
He was shocked and speechless
There was nothing he could say
When I agreed with my accuser
And he went his merry way
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Comments
like your poem honesty always works for us and you write so well
i like the part if reget is my judge and
and guilt is my jury
prayer comes into play nice write lindaÂ
Thank you Linda. I was being tormented about past mistakes and things I couldn't change. I lost a lot of sleep until I understood Matthew 5:25!
I'm so glad you liked it! Thank you! :-)
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YES!! GAYLE!!....I felt relieved by your ending.....made me want to jump up and give you high fives!!.....because you outsmarted him.....by using his own momentum against him....and (metaphorically) back-flipping him and sending him dizzily walking away!!......BRILLIANT stuff!!...still has me smiling!!......smokin' grooves!!......ALL STARS!!.....LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo ?âłâ´ââĽ
I'm so glad you read and liked The Accuser. It comes from a real experience, which is why I wrote it. Thank you so much! :-)