When the sun sets and all seems forgiven
that shiver in your spine you’ve hidden,
emerge unsustained, serves as a reminder
of what you blindly offered the soul binder.
The turmoil of your choices running thin
while in peril with nothing more to win.
Wipe those tears, put that remorse aside,
the Hell you knew, you’re already inside.
Shedding your skin, facing the cost,
regrets in the shadows of the life you lost,
in vain since you offered that precious soul,
a bargained heart now consumed whole.
Rips you apart to know how you got here,
because what higher price is there,
for that sweet life solemnly granted,
than all that you said you ever wanted,
taken away from you, like plucked corolla;
the dreams you had, paid with your flora.
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 7:18 PM UTC
When the sun sets and all seems forgiven
that shiver in your spine you’ve hidden,
emerge unsustained, serves as a reminder
of what you blindly offered the soul binder.
The turmoil of your choices running thin
while in peril with nothing more to win.
Wipe those tears, put that remorse aside,
the Hell you knew, you’re already inside.
Shedding your skin, facing the cost,
regrets in the shadows of the life you lost,
in vain since you offered that precious soul,
a bargained heart now consumed whole.
Rips you apart to know how you got here,
because what higher price is there,
for that sweet life solemnly granted,
than all that you said you ever wanted,
taken away from you, like plucked corolla;
the dreams you had, paid with your flora.
