Here I am again
Another lost prayer from Solace
Hands folded, but trembling
Lips shaking and eyes closed
Muttering to myself
A list of regrets
At my bedside
Paying off my debts
The longer I speak
To that wall in front of me
The more I feel
My elbows sink into the sheets
And with each passing statement
The heavier my arms are
With the guilt of knowing
How I came so far
Fingers now intertwined
Gripping tightly at my skin
Biting my lips, trying not to scream
Blood dripping down, splashing on my knuckles
As the tears roll down my cheeks
And my hands collect my blood
My mind goes almost completely blank
My blood turns dark like mud
Arms now limp at my side
Face down in the sheets
My eyes snap shut
and my heart skips
I feel it against the bedside
The metronome of my chest
But sadly it won't last much longer
It's time for me to rest
Because in the world we've created
When your heart stops you haven't died
But when your faith is crumbling away
This hypocritical world turns
If you're not sitting in those pews
Every Sunday morning
I'm here to beckon a call
Maybe just a forewarning
I've witness firsthand
How people turn evil
The kindest preacher you'll ever meet
Has the sharpest knife
And as my heart finally stops
I feel a wave of solace
A light and gentle smile appears
This black void is flawless
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 5:56 AM UTC
Here I am again
Another lost prayer from Solace
Hands folded, but trembling
Lips shaking and eyes closed
Muttering to myself
A list of regrets
At my bedside
Paying off my debts
The longer I speak
To that wall in front of me
The more I feel
My elbows sink into the sheets
And with each passing statement
The heavier my arms are
With the guilt of knowing
How I came so far
Fingers now intertwined
Gripping tightly at my skin
Biting my lips, trying not to scream
Blood dripping down, splashing on my knuckles
As the tears roll down my cheeks
And my hands collect my blood
My mind goes almost completely blank
My blood turns dark like mud
Arms now limp at my side
Face down in the sheets
My eyes snap shut
and my heart skips
I feel it against the bedside
The metronome of my chest
But sadly it won't last much longer
It's time for me to rest
Because in the world we've created
When your heart stops you haven't died
But when your faith is crumbling away
This hypocritical world turns
If you're not sitting in those pews
Every Sunday morning
I'm here to beckon a call
Maybe just a forewarning
I've witness firsthand
How people turn evil
The kindest preacher you'll ever meet
Has the sharpest knife
And as my heart finally stops
I feel a wave of solace
A light and gentle smile appears
This black void is flawless
I hate Religion
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