I have a story to tell
from my private hell
Not being clear
I recall not it all
Of what i do, i will surely tell
I loved many times
of those i tried to love well
I was never good enough,
or tall enough, strong or weak enough,
to hold to a single one!
I'm glad it's over
I'm sorry i loved at all
Lord, you know i'ts true!
Now in my private times,
i stare at the stars and dwell,
reading and writing,
and happy as hell!
francis e.rudy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-hell-to-heaven/
