It has been three days since my last confession I beg you, Lord to listen to my prayers Accept my words and let myself become new again The holy spirit is a strong one, guiding me back to your light in times of great darkness Yet today I fear I have strayed far from your light Sister Marian was in a great deal of pain I was unable to cleanse her of her true sin Wayward souls are mine to correct, Lord, I know But at times their sin is heavier then I may heal So I only had one other way to truly cleanse her Forgive me father please She is in your hands now, her cleanliness immortalized.
We wrote about an unreliable narrator in creative writing, thought Iād share.