A Measure In Time - Conclusion

A Measure In Time - Conclusion I fault with mistakes; For we as humans were born this way. But, unfortunately, I turned it into an illusion; In this state of confusion, that wanted to stay. The wickedness that came: As it broke in my door; It ruined our design; That isn't shared anymore. My love, though, deep a wound it is. The wickedness that stolen my children's purity; Only we have given to them. Yes, to do what I must: I need to survive; this is true. I need to escape my mind of illusions: So deep in seclusion, I presumed. To seek out from this haven: I know where I have lived, blinded. I don't know how to live anymore: But I know that I still exist, reminded. This forgiven bond of forgiveness: That I could not forgive me. A conclusion to this illusion; It has to the end of this ending; So I can be set free. I, self-convicted by this evil: That brought shame to me, I'll be sending it to its ceases. A time now passed that did; Haunt and taunt me has now come to a halt. That the time was gone, I had to live: I only to forgive myself from this jaded past. On this day, I took down this shield; Where I lived behind. I gave the likelihood of finding forgiveness; Should it be found? I smell a "Victor" to this end, which I found. This illusion of this "Hell" became real to me; Though it not be allowed! That set me free of this "Hell" I once had to live. Now perdition had no choice but to: Select me free from my confidences of the guilt; And the shame that grew strong within. It's over now, so I will continue to rest renewed.