A sonnet I wrote a few months ago for a creative writing class.
The darkness deepens, and the walls close in
Chains choke down cold about my aching wrists,
And I shake before this ensnaring sin
I wander, wander, lost in blinding mists
How did I fall so far, oh tell me how!
One moment I was awash in His light,
Then covered in shame as I broke my vow
I wander, wander, locked in deepest night
I need mercy, I must beg Him—but no!
How could He look down, favor fickle me
I fall too often, there could be no hope
I wander, wander, no way to be free
He banishes the mists, shatters the dark
He rescues, rescues, gives grace to my heart