Shadow on the Wall
Bless me Father for I have sinned
It has been some time since my last confession
And I’m bleeding on your floor
Let the candles burn in hopes to purge the soul of sorrow
So shattered like these bits of broken glass I weave into my skin
Am I beautiful now as the blood floods down my arms?
Beautiful, bleeding mosaic, how pretty we are
If only of our own creation
Would you hold my hands though they be bleeding?
Would you hold me for the virtue’s sake and virtue’s sake alone?
does it exist independent of malice, the tears now pouring
they burn like acid
mea culpa
for the love of heaven
nothing I can do
will stop the everlasting tears
reflected in the darkness like a shadow on the wall.
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