I've travelled the dark,
Accepted it's cover,
Over my transgressions

Do I regret?
No
Would I repent?

She left,
And I chased her shadow,
The blood on my toes

Trod on skulls,
And drunk on weak souls
As she slipped further

Her skirts like the horizon,
On an open sea,
Before turbulent waves swept in

To find reason,
To live,
To know pain

To live the hustle,
To forget  joy,
the warmth of the sun