Rebirth

I felt the harsh touch of false psalms. The taint of innocence; The fall of trust. I bore the silence; the restriction. The fear and despair; The fall of hope. I remember the gentle touch of true verses. The cleansing of guilt; The rise of caution. I clutched the angelic patience; the reassurance The warmth of affection. The rise of fear. I cherished the endearing kiss; the happiness The mend of fallen trust The mend of fallen hope; The shredded caution and fear I am in love