Repentance

Gnawing, tearing, clawing, its way
from the inner core of her being,
painfully throbbing like blistered flesh
Roasted by an open flame.

Her soul pulsates with tidal waves of
Excruciating sorrow.
Poised upon an earthen floor, she was
Dying to set it free,
Desperately attempting to liberate the
Remorse reverberating inside her body
Release would not come.

Tears refused to manifest themselves
at the corners of her hazel eyes.
No matter how much she
Yearned to shed her overwhelming
Turmoil, to pluck it out as the
Robin does the earthworms,
littered beneath sodden grass, they
Recoiled in unflinching abnegation.

Glassy eyed she looked up at the
Midnight sky, expecting to be met
With only darkness.
Rather twinkling stars greeted her sight,
Radiating hope as they
Floated serenely, in the vast
expanse of darkness.
Reaching her breaking point pain ceased,

Regret was unmasked in the twilight
before her, as it truly is: intangible nothingness.
Reversal no longer mattered...
All that definitely did was
Infallible, veracious
Repentance.