Miscreant
I am weary
I have lost my way
Believing everything you say
I've grown tired
And am I getting old?
All faith was squeezed
From all that I would hold
Forsaken
Forgive and forgotten
And still I taste my sin
Decaying everything I've been
A frightened child
With twisted puckish pride
Now nothing left inside
Take my hand
As shadows dance
In half-light
And half truth
And sterile steel
Something comes
Breaking free
Out of reach
Disbelief pulling me
As I bleed
You whisper
And the stain crawls over my skin
I have lost my way
Believing everything you say
I've grown tired
And am I getting old?
All faith was squeezed
From all that I would hold
Forsaken
Forgive and forgotten
And still I taste my sin
Decaying everything I've been
A frightened child
With twisted puckish pride
Now nothing left inside
Take my hand
As shadows dance
In half-light
And half truth
And sterile steel
Something comes
Breaking free
Out of reach
Disbelief pulling me
As I bleed
You whisper
And the stain crawls over my skin
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Writer(s): Garry William Schafer
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