I want to be celebrated for the pain that I've caused,
For the disappointment I've seen,
In the depths of my existence,
Where darkness reigns supreme.

Each tear I've shed, a testament,
A reminder of my sins.

For I've walked a path of sorrow,
Leaving trails of despair in my wake,
Leaving behind a sea of regrets,
And hearts that ache and break.

I want to be remembered,
For the sorrow I've inflicted.

Each silent night,
I hear the echoes of my mistakes,
A symphony of remorse and regret,
A haunting melody that never breaks.

The disappointment I've witnessed,
Leaves my spirit forever shaped.

I long to be acknowledged,
Not for the joy I've brought,
But for the darkness that resides within,
And the battles that I've fought.

A broken soul seeking redemption,
In a world that's filled with cries.

For I am but a vessel of anguish,
A mirror reflecting our shared strife,
And in my darkest moments,
I find solace in the shadows of life.
© jMaj161914