The Confession

The Confession 

I confess to all of the drama that I'm gonna bring. 

Confess To every bit of lingering. 

Confess to the hurt hearts I'm gonna sting .

The red hearts, 

i'll leave blackening. 

I confess to every alarm I'm gonna ring . They'll be off nights and doubts on spin. 

 I Confess to the nothings I'll leave 

And the death I will ring. 

But To whom it may concern, 

I may be sleep on my bed eating cakes and things. 

When no ones left, not one 

I confess to all, 

I'll leave. 

Maybe  God above, 

only your heart can win. 

Confess to my fears,

To any chills I'll feel within. 

I Confess to every note l'll play,

 when I feel nothing. 

Confess to this soul, 

I've wanted to leave when I was lost. 

I Confess to all. 

But Most of all... I confess to my future Sin