**Burden of Ashes** Why does every breath ache with regret? Each step I take a reminder I can’t forget. The scars I wear whisper stories untold, Of moments abandoned, of love grown cold. God, if You’re there, will You take my hand? Or must I wander alone through this desolate land? I’ve prayed, but my words fall like shattered glass, Reflecting the weight of a broken past. Deserted and lost, I falter, afraid, My prayers sound hollow, my faith decayed. This temple of silence, stripped of grace, Echoes the guilt I can never erase. The world presses down, relentless, unkind, Memories I buried unravel my mind. The faces of those I failed haunt my dreams, Their cries rise higher than my muffled screams. Here I sit in sorrow, drowning in shame, Clinging to embers, burnt out in blame. The abyss calls softly, its voice like a song, Promising rest where I’ve struggled too long. Each memory a weight, each sin a chain, Dragging me deeper into this pain. I see the hands I pushed away, The bridges I burned, the debts I won’t repay. God, can You forgive what I’ve become? A vessel of guilt, a soul undone? The foundation crumbles beneath my feet, A fragile heart crushed by defeat. I never meant for the harm I caused, But intent matters little when the damage is lodged. How many tears did I let go unseen? How many moments lost to what might have been? The silence grows heavier, my spirit weak, No words of redemption I dare to speak. Can you hear it? This mournful plea? A voice weighed down by eternity. I search for solace, but find only pain, A cycle of sorrow I can’t contain. Each choice I made carved deeper lines, A tapestry of regret that binds. If hope lingers, it hides from my sight, Swallowed by shadows that snuff out the light. I carry this burden, unyielding, alone, A life built on ashes, a heart turned to stone.
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**Burden of Ashes**
Why does every breath ache with regret? Each step I take a reminder I can’t forget. The scars I wear whisper stories untold, Of moments abandoned, of love grown cold. God, if You’re there, will You take my hand? Or must I wander alone through this desolate land? I’ve prayed, but my words fall like shattered glass, Reflecting the weight of a broken past. Deserted and lost, I falter, afraid, My prayers sound hollow, my faith decayed. This temple of silence, stripped of grace, Echoes the guilt I can never erase. The world presses down, relentless, unkind, Memories I buried unravel my mind. The faces of those I failed haunt my dreams, Their cries rise higher than my muffled screams. Here I sit in sorrow, drowning in shame, Clinging to embers, burnt out in blame. The abyss calls softly, its voice like a song, Promising rest where I’ve struggled too long. Each memory a weight, each sin a chain, Dragging me deeper into this pain. I see the hands I pushed away, The bridges I burned, the debts I won’t repay. God, can You forgive what I’ve become? A vessel of guilt, a soul undone? The foundation crumbles beneath my feet, A fragile heart crushed by defeat. I never meant for the harm I caused, But intent matters little when the damage is lodged. How many tears did I let go unseen? How many moments lost to what might have been? The silence grows heavier, my spirit weak, No words of redemption I dare to speak. Can you hear it? This mournful plea? A voice weighed down by eternity. I search for solace, but find only pain, A cycle of sorrow I can’t contain. Each choice I made carved deeper lines, A tapestry of regret that binds. If hope lingers, it hides from my sight, Swallowed by shadows that snuff out the light. I carry this burden, unyielding, alone, A life built on ashes, a heart turned to stone.