Sinners: english Version Poem by Evansm Lee

I hear a voice whisper to me:
Do not stop
The blood has not yet fallen.

I wonder how long I will keep doing this
It is not the first time
Perhaps until the end of my days.

That voice keeps echoing
urging me to commit another sin
The weight I carry on my shoulder's torments me
Forgive me, Lord, for doing it.

I begin to hear the pounding of my heart
That overdose took hold of me
and now I am hallucinating.

I have wasted
all my youth
searching for who I am in someone I do not know.

Every regret in my life
I carry in my mind.

When night falls
they sink into my heart.

My regret has turned into tears
I feel frustration for not being able to undo what I have done.

And as a result
I have become a slave to my past
and now I live in remorse.

Desperation to truly know
how I feel.
I am trapped in a loop of suffering
where I live and die.