Ink lings

I watched you when you did it
I saw what you had done
But too scared to admit it
My decision was to run

Pretend it never happened
Push it from my conscious mind
Your motive never questioned
Leave the ugly deed behind

But it seems it’s not that simple
That my conscience will not rest
I’m destined to be burdened 
By the values I’ve surpressed

Why was this thrust upon me
Why was I the only one
To stand there and bear witness
While the viscous deed was done

Will I ever find the courage
To confess to what I saw
Instead of staying silent
And into myself withdraw

The pain is much to heavy
For deep inside I know
I cannot forgive myself
This cancer will just grow

For even though you are the one
Whose crime I could undo
If I choose to stay silent
Then I…

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs of questionable origin. I created this blog as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations since my wife is tired of hearing them and, after 50 some odd years, probably with good reason. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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