My Redemption Poem by Angel Izquierdo

The customs in my life had discreetly transitioned to addiction.
In the captivity of an irrational state of mind, my soul longed for a chance at redemption.
I remained puzzled with the questionable doubt of living in misconception.

But part of being human is of course to make mistakes, thus the reason for erasers.
Over time I gradually realized that the people in my life were becoming more like strangers.

I came to the conclusion that life is full of messages that bring you to your senses.
So long as I've acknowledged where I failed, and make a change, happiness will override my penitence.
Now I shall commence to live life right and to the fullest cause eventually it ends in evanescence.