The House

This will be, possibly the most outrageous story that my words ever did speak, yet I do not expect faith. Foolish, yes I would be, to ever expect your belief, especially when my emotions rage through me eliminating the evdience held before me. But I promise you, foolishness does not exist amongst myself – and of course, my dreams stay asleep. I am going to die, soon in fact, so today I replenish my sins, throw them out into the open. Without hesitation I will confess them, detailed, briefly and not deny my sentiments. With the outcome, these sins have haunted – have corupted  – have shattered me. I don’t have to explain. I know, they are my sins, they have only caused trepidation – this will only seem abnormal to many others. But I hope, in the revelation of my sins been unbound from my soul, people will learn from my mistake, become more logical and more reasonable. But I do not expect acceptance. My sins are nothing more the natural causes of human nature.