Quittance-Uneven Structure

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 allowed in the escape, Allowed to leave this place.