tied up to a throne of an endless sin
i spent my days smothering what should have lived within
couldn’t brake the habit of blunting my consciousness
why did i become so scared but careless
writing instead of praying didn’t fit in
with somebody who sees where i’ve been
so there you are, my friend
taking your chance to bend,
my immortal to the better side of me
many words can be said
to your helpful, but useless act
...
but thanks anyway..