Sins Of The Past Poem by Rob Hyden

I’m hanging by a thread of endless self-destruction, then my inner panic rises like a endless interruption.
All my haunting feelings of a painful darkened past, these are all the memories I know will always last.
I filled my life with sins and unrelenting pain, my guilt has taken over and eating at my brain.
Living with my panic is all I really know, it’s grabbing at my conscience and never lets me go.
Life's been hard and cruel and filled with endless shame, I’m living with my secrets and all my raging pain.
Living in the shadows on the darker side of life, I walk without a conscience and I do not have a wife. 
I’m paying for my sins and all my life's mistakes, I’m trying to do it better, no matter what it takes.
If I traveled back in time to start all over again, I would make my moral conscience truly be my friend.