Somewhen In The Violent Vigil

When they’re all done with darkness,

I’ll be left alone.

Again.

Searching for God

In this hazy mess of confusion.

I light a candle for the sinner

And light my own way;

As my sight becomes dulled

And the blurriness blossoms.

Inside this hand-me-down disease

I am crying for you.

While on this exoskeleton of protection

I am bleeding for truth.

Over and again

We melt away.

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