Flawless imperfections without divine words of remorse,
saturated the light within my fractured soul.
A situation transcending as silence took its course,
upon awaited trepidation I hand you the scroll.
Lawless obligations fill the pages of the script,
within lies the endless content of my reasoning.
Misapplication and disregard is the theme you slowly flip,
as the ink drips on the floor forever bleeding.