Bonded

Take me to a place with no dismay. I have faltered more than this day. No more, no less in any human way. Then any other human, I can say. Distress of disembodiment of the mind, These things never seem to ever unwind. Thoughts flow inward, this I will find. Words unspoken are always unkind. Are these dangerous to my soul, I ask free. Are these just the shadows of memories? I humbly hunt, seek discovery of the key. That shall solve my dilemma or miseries. I shall not sell my soul this I do vow. For any undo happiness, here and now. These devilish angels that fall and cowl, Shall gather not, inside humanistic bowel, Wake me into a place with no dismay. Whoever shall falter after this day? Will as promised be forgiven every way, These words are bonded, by a crosses display. Note I do knot know where this came from. The words just came as I was writing this piece.