For too long have you lain there prostrate,
For too long have you curled up into a ball,
Tucked in the corner of the room, avoiding the world.
The sins you committed were grave,
But the world keeps on spinning as if it never happened at all.
Before you can ask forgiveness from others,
It is you that needs to forgive yourself.
For if you never step another foot out your room’s door,
There you shall languish for the rest of time.
Take a step into the light,
To save yourself from the blight
That corrodes away at your soul.
Life is yours and yours only to mould.