My catastrophe; my faith,
I'm a little lost in this world...
Holy Sin breaking every moment,
Love never tells a lie when it's only exile...
I'm not so scared of pain
I'm more frightened by an ache...
It curls its mitts around my throat
And threads its doubts into my veins...
I’ve started this journey,
not knowing where to go...
I haven’t seen the sun
My world is blanketed in dark clouds...
I'm open, I'm hoping,
this isn't the real me...
I talk to you-
about how the moon turns...
There was a little girl,
Just over there...
My face tells a sad story;
a tall tale and a series of unfortunate events...
Body slams against a wall
soaked with tears of a woman...
Some days
I am okay...