Arms Wide Open

Stains on my mind. My mind cannot erase the terrible past. All thoughts of what I've done, of what's been done to me crop up every day. In my wake and sleeping hours they haunt me, never letting me forget. They destroy every good thing that comes my way.

My only peaceful sleep was in Your arms but Your arms have forsaken me. The One and only I trusted has pushed me away to the depths of my own hell.

And yet here I stand trying to atone for all my sins, hoping to one day be graced with Your all consuming presence once again. My arms and heart are open and waiting for Your eminent return.

My soul weeps on its death bed fearing what is to come and cursing its rotten shell for all its misdeeds. Will You accept me in Your eternal embrace or shall I forever remain the scum of the Earth? Only You can tell for only You know me.