Thief.

I made a mistake,

several actually,

that I can't go back in time

and fix

and I'm terrified

of how things will be

with my family

now that we're here.

I want to say

"I'm sorry"

but it'll go unheard

because I'm (not)

it was once, twice, three times

too many

that lying,

that deceit,

that disrespect,

that cunning,

those things that might get me

killed

one day

maybe.

I prayed to God

last night, hoping that

he's actually there

and that he'll listen just this once

I prayed for things to

get better for us

for me to get better

I found myself religion, I think

I hope I did

maybe it'll fix me?

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