Reminiscence of a chequered past

Sleepless nights and a clouded mind,
Memories of my chequered past
Stealing the solace off my eyes;

All the pain and all the suffering,
Running through my skin
Stimulating every sense of sadness;

What I did then ,does it define me ?
What I am now , does it untie me of my sins ?

I try to let go
I try to forget;

But my innate human essence, Won’t let me!
After all I am a man, mortal and pathetic
—Archangel