Long have I done things wrong but I didn’t want it prolonged.
I only hope to cope and not mope for being the typical trope.
Try to apologize for my demise so I could rise again and be wise.
My reliance on being defiant leaves me in a confinement.
Now gaze as I become great and set the place ablaze as I illuminate.
We will be the dream team as we stream our regime with such esteem.
Achieve what we once believed and let none perceive that we are naive.
Though trust will need to be obtained and regained to ascertain what I have stained.
Pray that I be patient as I convey my frustrations and not be complacent.
Now the second part to what my gut wants to cut into small parts.
The blotted knot left in the slot ought to be wrought.
Send a friend to mend and extend a helping hand.
As I whine and opine what’s in my asinine mind.
Be the light as the night sprite ignite my fright.
Please be at ease and see the ****** disease.
Ignore no more of the gore lore that soar on the shore.
I will miss this bliss with a kiss and reminisce the abyss with a dis.