Sands of time
Flesh and bone
Bent but not broken

Decades came and went

Fearless one
You swooped in
Without anger

Ruler of all

Forgiver of sins
And wrongdoings
Freedom came at a price

Yours forever

Closer to heaven then ever before
Strong enough
To shoulder thee burdens

To forgive the wicked

Sinners of this place
By your grace alone
I was saved

From my wretched self

Is nothing short of a miracle
There are no words
Forever grateful

Could it be

I can finally
Feel my heart beat steady
My eyes are clean

My soul has been washed

Cleansed by you
I am truly in awe of all your are
I’m not worthy

There is only one

Never be another
Never duplicated even if they tried

Holy majesty never shaken

You are truly thee ONLY ONE FOR ME

Switchblades
Why can’t the echoes
Block me out

Of there crosshairs

Thee bright abyss
A novice I’m not
Scour the earth

With my hatred

Sweet redemption
Why have you forsaken me
This long

Fiction comes in abundance  

Biased opinions
Accepted standards
Where have they been

Wilted leaves fallen

Cynical eyes wander
Wounded heart strings that tug
My immortality

Is in jeopardy

Mobilize my soul
And pull thee linchpin out
The thorns on my head

Are far from a crown

They continue to consume
Pierce my skin
More like a curse

A wasteland of ruins

Heavy burdens
That I can’t wait
For the afterlife

To free me from

And dismantle
Me from completely
A tainted flesh and bone

Like a flash bomb

My blood boils
All I’ve ever known
Hopefully I won’t burn

When I arrive at your temple

All I wanna do is
Lose focus on what’s around me
And fly high into the heavens

Like a new born in your arms

Cleansing me with infinite baths
Of your HOLY WATER

Scandalous beauty
Rotting in view
Why was I always the

Sacrificial lamb

I should have
Taken an oath
To draw myself closer

To you sooner

Instead I allowed
The evil to wear me like
A sad painting

Soaking up my sanity inch by inch

Consuming me
Entirely to often
All my praises

Belong to you from here on out

What happened before
Shouldn’t matter
Yet it still displaces my being

Ball and chain

Breaking rocks falling face first
I never had a say
As I was blindsided

By a life I would have written

Differently and had
It been more decent  
Terrorized by

Meaningless tyrants

Like a sick addiction
It became maddening
Forgiveness is a skill

I’ve never quite mastered

And probably never will
My tarnished
Image split me in two

Mirroring a hologram

Left to pick up the pieces
Has never reflected well
In my direction

As I’ve stared it all in the face

The mirrors
That have broken me apart
Sadly to this day

Are the ones I hate the most