
I've brought angels to their knees
I've let my words go too far
Somehow in the moment I can't see
The existence of a human heart
Let there be no more coal in my chest
A cracked egg shell, ignorant mind
Put these grotesque demons to rest
Show me you're still here, I need a sign
I'm sorry that I've torn your sleeves off
I'll find a way to stop this
I promise I'll change so an apology can be enough
I'll become a person worthy of being missed
Stop crying, because I can't look for more than two seconds
One for disgust and another for guilt
They hurt, I can hear the heavens beckon
For you, for the pure souled, the perfectly built
I can't buy forgiveness, so it sits there
Rotting inside a glass case, not knowing when
I'll claim it, everyday it's button eyes just stare
I am the beast, consumed by my own sins
Love always,
Chayle
About the Creator
The Girl in Grey
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