Admitted Guilt

How could it ever be enough.
An admitted guilt.
Known.
To know it wrong to commit.
After consciously picking to victimize,
Someone to have been innocent.

Where is the justice administered,
Before and not after the act is done.
Where is the judge and the jury.
And why should the one victimized,
Be expected to forgive, forget and apologize.
For being incapable to erase,
What it was that took place in their life.
To stay with them to remember it.
As another feeling a guilt to admit,
Expresses a wrong to have committed...
To have done this to then leave relieved.

Without a wound inflicted.
Or blood to bleed from the agony.
With scars left on a broken heart.
That will never leave the mind to stay,
Victimized on the inside.
Regardless of how the outside,
Appears to have completely recovered.
To miraculously heal.
From what was done to them.
Purposely to do to excuse the guilt of it!

People of faith are told everyday,
To pray.
Yet...
Prayers to pray everyday,
Seems never to remove the wounds...
Remembered to stay.
Reminisced uninvited.
As if...
An open invitation had been sent!
Making a forgiveness given to forget,
A guilt to admit...
Still wrong to have done it!