BareGraceMisery

Mislaid of opinion, he falls to his knees His cadaverous wings droop in the shapes of two tears Banished from Heaven, he silently burns As he's falling through ages he is at a loss for words He plummets through ashen clouds, hopelessness comes with defeat Struggling against conscience, as the lighted path turns murky Wings blaze alight as he collides with the ground The impact of the fall pushes him down and down Now with a lifetime to lay in lifeless agony Recruiting other shamed angels to join him in sinful plea God rejects them all with a single brush of his unrightious hand So Satan and his followers devise their own redemption

I remember the first cut. The deepest. The cleanest. The painless. The innocence. (Broken promises) A bitter start to a downward spiral The first signs of an antisocial child (Anesthetised) And to {think you thought} it was all a masquerade Just a game with my wrists and rusty razorblades (Feelings, became) Dirty. Impure. Hidden. Masked. Now a lonely memory, a hostile teen Plagued with abuse, expectations, and suicidal dreams (More to digest) Religion. Attitude. Life. Sex. I was brought up wrong I've seen things I wasn't supposed to see I've been told I've picked up problems along the way But I know it is all just me