What we face in our lives, is the mistakes we are too afraid to acknowledge
The hanging moss of our weeping limbs, hanging in bitter contempt of itself
That wishes to find salvation from within, but only sees an abyss
Here is our true tragedy, that keeps our skin grey with the thought of loss
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 9:45 PM UTC
What we face in our lives, is the mistakes we are too afraid to acknowledge
The hanging moss of our weeping limbs, hanging in bitter contempt of itself
That wishes to find salvation from within, but only sees an abyss
Here is our true tragedy, that keeps our skin grey with the thought of loss
