penance.

facing a jury

of previous lovers

i hope they remember

me fondly.

some made me bold,

a few made me scared,

some were only around

for a night 

or a few hours. 

you were all my muses

in your time,

even if i've already

forgotten your name.

your honour i contend

that i am accountable  

only for standing up 

for myself, and that

my kindness serves only

to highlight their

own misconceptions. 

to conclude your honour 

i offer up my sacrifices 

and take penance in your thoughts.