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

"Hello?"
"Hello.?"
"Hello..?"
"Why..?"
"Why do you mock me?"

Lost in thought again
Why is it there
There to taunt me
Drag me
Fuel me.

I lost my faith
Not so long ago
But I feel my soul
Can you even feel a soul?
If you could, it would feel like this

Heat, Ashes… Fire?
This isn't my soul
You can't feel something
Something that doesn't
Exist

It flickers
And vanishes
Another illusion
Just like all the rest
They're all fake

The Book
The Church
The Funeral
The Afterlife
"HELLO?"

Who wrote these books
Who constructed these churches
Who organized these ceremonies
Who created this dementia
"H-hello..?"

Bible in hand
Sitting in the church
A funeral is held today
To send me to the afterlife
"..."

Except
There is no funeral
There is no church
There is no holy book
There is nothing

"Hello?"
"If you really can hear me."
"I just wanted to let you know."
"The last time we talked."
"I forgot to say goodbye."



"So."
"Goodbye."

cicadas strum in a dream
as the rain falls peacefully
and i'm wrapped up in his sheets

so i only think about it at night
memories that sing beautifully
your words they come to me

I feel as if I'm alone in a field
Army charging at me and all I have is this shield
In this battle I am the only one
Me vs them
I bet you can predict who won
I really did try to change the outcome
But there's too many of them and too little of me
There's water in my eyes they blur I can't see
I put up my hands I put up a fight
Still to be knocked down
In my sight now blue and white  
The clouds are moving fast
The feet around me trampling past
I build up some strength I get to my feet
When my vision is clear I see I'm staring back at me