quittance

a regretful instant breaks

this is not the road leading to fullness

this is not what i wanted to reach

this is not the place i belong to

this is not where i was supposed to land

this is not the aim of this routine

this is not why i did build this

this is not a conclusion

this is not who i was meant to be

why this discrepancy

a cause lost into fraudulent behaviors

depicting a strong weakness of the self

all integrity shattered in million pieces

mislead into temptation

this is not a denial

this is the true face of resentment

i demand redemption for all my transgressions

prepared to strip myself down to the gist

a deafening silence slants over this desert

the burn of these distresses is extinct

i feel now freed from that perturbed shallowness

ready to take one last impulse and lift off

i am aloud in the escape

allowed to leave this place.