Furtively I tried to downplay
the deep wound I caused.
Carelessness and indifference
revealed my persistent pride.
I was in a prison of my mind.
There was no escape.
Guilt, a monster,
occupied the basement of my cell,
and rumbled up the stairs.
The news of what I had done
leaked out and shame
was added to the pain.
I felt only remorse.
Here he comes,
to the prison gate. I brace
for an onslaught. His words are hard
to believe. Three simple words
that free me.
I forgive you.
