Your Sins
So much sorrow, so much misery.
Every tomorrow, sickens me.
I love, my hate.
I dream of, my horrid fate.
I'm no one at all, do you recognize?
I start to fall, is it really a surprise.
Don't waste your breath, I cannot redeem.
Welcoming death, is it a dream?
You reach out, to try to save.
The stars pout, as I lie in my grave.
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave.
I feel the moons tear, why can I not believe?
If you listen, you'll hear my heart beat.
This time has been, a sorrowful defeat.
The night sky, lights my way.
Yet I die, when you fall away.
All your sins into, my dying heart.
All because you , didn't let me fall apart.
I feel so cold, I am so numb.
With your hands to hold, I'll never succumb.
So much water I swallow, I start to drown.
Is it death I follow, I ask as I float forever down.
It won't be alright, despite what they say.
For I constantly fight, every day.
Copyright © Steven Mcmorrow | Year Posted 2008
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