I Thought I Was A Good Person

I thought I was a good person. Then I realized I yelled at Gina.

I thought I was a good person. Then I went off on Paul.

I thought I was a good person. Then I sped through town and chased away an angel.

I thought I was a good person. Then “too much screen time.”

It’d be nice to get clean. How do I do that? You go all in.

I thought I was a good person. I sat staring at Mary and Joseph, then I left.

I thought I was a good person. And I believed it to be true.

Why don’t you come to your senses. Before it’s too late.

I thought I was a good person. I lied along with him. His mom caught him.

Supper’s waiting on the table. No one is there to touch it.

It turns to gore and goes away in the mist.

I thought I was a good person. But I screamed at the only ones who love me.

I thought so. But yet I’m going away.

You did it for us. No, I did it for me.

Death holds the stage.

~t

About Topaz

I'm a college teacher, writer, and faithful Catholic. I do my best to juggle all of these while dealing with my mental illness -- a constant thorn in my flesh. View all posts by Topaz

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