Sinner

The Blood Seeps out of the fresh cut
...But I do not stop

The tears roll down my cheeks
...But I do not wipe them away

The door is open
...But I do not shut it

The tissue is completely soaked in blood
...But I do not get a new one

The phone rings
...But I do not answer it

The clock strikes Midnight
...But I do not even glace at it

The cold water makes me shiver
...But I do not move
I refuse to...
...Until all of my sins
...........are washed away

Written in 2006