Smiles Turned Bad Poem by Rik Bertrand

Falling from Grace, I now know my place,
Lying in the destruction that I have created.
My Heart has broken like a fragile glass vase,
And I have torn the life out of the ill fated.

I cry for those that my life has crushed so badly,
I cry, yet I have no tears that will fall.
Tormented by the thoughts, I shall die sadly,
I am only waiting now for the Lords call.

Forgive me for who I am now, and was.
I don't understand how my smiles turned bad.
I do not know the reasons or the just cause,
It really was all good, the intentions I had.

Torn, ripped and shredded, put out for trash,
I deserve it all; I am a cancer to all that is good.
Life should tear my heart out and eat it as hash.
But if I could take all I did back, I surely would.

REB (APRIL 2012) because even though my intentions are good, bad things happen.