Streetlight Confessional

My dark ways are bright in the street light,
cornered by guilt,
I put up my fists, but I can't fight the truth.

I'm sickened at the sight of my true reflection,
self-inspection,
where's my innocence?

The little boy inside avoids detection,
it wants nothing to do with the man that lacks discretion,
I don't know where to turn,
like I've lost my directions,
but You permeate my soul,
and Your grace clears my thoughts like an effervescence,

I begin to pour out my heart to the Creator in my confessions,
all is forgiven,
and You tell me Your love for me never lessens.

Vexing Bright Star

Bright Star,
were I as steadfast in beauty as thou art,
Galileo's folly,
curse these lids apart,
nay curse Aphrodite's volley,
the infliction from the start,
tracing brash wisdom,
Oedipus did impart,
lest this Siren with talons,
rend both flesh and heart.