A Prayer.

Wish my heart stopped thudding-
The immense pain that weighs it down.
Wish time stopped ticking-
My sins, it has seen umpteen.
Wish, my eyes stopped trickling-
My tears can't seem to dry.

Fighting guilt,
feasting on fasts,
praying louder,
I look at my clothes.
I look at myself.
The nun,
who never was a good one.
Wish, I had never been..