Parallels of poignant entropy
Abated mass of flesh
Blessings in ruin
All I do is count
Only to find myself in shards of disgust
The sorrow cannot cut any deeper
All I do is count
Only to find myself in shards of disgust
The sorrow cannot cut any deeper
The wounds could not heal any slower
Self inflicted or cursed from above
Questions cannot answer themselves
The meaning in patience
Am I willing to seek
These perceptions
Twisted into a false reality
To be attached is to be
Anxiously torn apart
A part of me is forgotten
As my trust quickly erodes
Into the comfort
Of silence once more
Feeble words fall from my lips
Reflections of my Savior
Covered in the dust
Of my tribulation
How far must I reach
To be in Your arms again
A pain unending, manifested inside
Serenity, this cold darkness
Time wastes away
Burying another part of me
Infectiously buried beneath
In shallow darkness, I hear Your voice
Beyond the dirt, no son forgotten
How I wait for seas to calm, stability
Can I wait for You to come, humility
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