I write to you
from a hospital bed
so please don't judge me
for the stories
you have read.
I've made some bad decisions
to leave me
in this way.
As you know
I am a non-believer
if you decide to pray.
I am just a sister of sorrow
and you are
a sister of light.
In the convent where you live
you are safe
from the fight
of everyday living
where so many
can see
what good is the existence
of a whore
like me.
I must end this letter
and now try
to sleep.
We have nothing in common
but as sisters
we'll keep
our secret
from mother
about my sad tale.
It seems that everything
I do
is destined to fail.
For I am a sister of sorrow
and you are
a sister of light.
In the convent
where you live
you are safe from the fight
of everyday living
where so many
can see
what good is the existence
of a whore
like me."
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