Monday, May 23, 2022

A Cleansing Rain

Staring into the void, aware of the world around me
The sun blinds with a gaze, memories surround me
With no pretense or disguise, refuse the masquerade
Over time my mind has decayed, a mental cavalcade
There is nothing to remember, nothing but epic loss
My existence is one of failure, I truly know the cost
In the meantime I have to wait, for my own messiah
Yes I'm an outcast, my belief led me to be a pariah
But whatever the cost, I do not believe for others
I have sought to find a belief that covers
One that cleanses my soul, washes away
All of the sins that linger in me today