Thus I pray

No emotion flowed through these veins.
Only tears and blood remained.
In the darkness, I sat alone.
Before there was you I was a blemish. Stained.
So Thus I prayed.

Then there you came. My light, my tourniquet.
My imagination. God you were perfect.
Then you left. Gone. Alone again.
And In the darkness a familiar friend.
Were only tears and blood remained.
Lost from reality, I drift away. I'm the mistake,
So I must pay.
So thus I pray.

And I can wear a thousand crosses and pray a hundred prayers.
But this punishment , Alone, is mine to bear.
No more angel feathers or clear blue eyes.
Only empty words and 'I love you' lies.
No emotion flows through these veins.
back to my bleak and harsh remains.
Where I'm locked away by these Godly chains.
So thus I pray.. .. .. ..

I know this. . .
Remember this. . .
Feeling this. . .
Only this is. . .
Nothing.

My screams doused once again. No more pretending
I'm one of you.
Within myself I've seen the truth.
It was only my imagination and
This emptiness is my perfection.
I'm a blemish.
This stony feeling is God's correction.
So once again. . .
Thus I pray. . .

For redemption.