I am guilty, I know, of a thousand sins
And many more besides
And I've punished myself every day
In vain hope I'd make it right
But wrongs are not erased by
Self-hatred, tears or tears in skin
But by accepting they were wrong
And letting forgiveness in
In place of bitter resentment of self
A new urge to give love instead
Because while regret makes sense
It doesn't repay the debt