You have fallen
so far from grace.
When you look
in the mirror
you can't even recognize
Your own face.

You have become a
living vessel.
A waste of space
locked in your own shuttle.
You are far from settled and
you have fallen
so far from grace.
So far from grace.
**** it.
You don't even want to
see your face.
Too much pain there.
Too much shame there.
You see what you
have become there.
Who are you?
What have you become?
I remember from the darkness
you use to run.
Now you're as still as lumber
And you feel it's linger
When it comes.
You have given into yourself.  
You have given into your demons
Keep giving the light
the ****** *******.
Because further from it
you will fall.

You have fallen.
You have fallen
so far from grace.
When you.
When you look
in the mirror.
You can't even recognize
Your own face.
Your very own face.