Write My Wrongs

Take up your pen, and write my wrongs Etch them in ink, where they can't be undone Let the words bleed, like wounds that won't heal A testament to the pain, that I've had to conceal Write of the tears, that I've cried in the night Of the shadows that haunt, and the demons that fight Write of the love, that I've lost and the heart that's broke Of the dreams that have faded, like a distant smoke Write my wrongs, and let them be told A story of struggle, of trials to unfold Of the mistakes I've made, and the lessons I've learned Of the scars that I bear, and the wisdom that's earned But don't just write, of the darkness and pain Write also of hope, of the love that remains Of the strength that I've found, in the depths of my soul Of the resilience that's carried, me through life's turbulent role Write my wrongs, and let them be known But write also of redemption, of a heart that's made whole For in the writing, I find solace and peace A chance to make amends, and my spirit to release.