Adendum - We wont survive this none of us, believe me this once. i´m not the same as you thought, forego this please

I Was The Sword - The first morning, the first time you realize you laid it to rest yourself. that God died in you and couldn't save you even then. "Lord come into my life." These scars that neven heal and the clarity that alllows you to feel. enveloped, like the dead enveloped. I wanted to change. As if being discarded were that easy and nights ended up being that empty. It's so much more free, you were led by no one here. This place is warm and change is definite. And i've been stripped down time and time again, and left for gray and the cold. Your voice changes pitch and blurs, like storms carry a ship, you couldn't save me even then and i should have known that.


Two More - Not so strong as we thought, drifting through this, is where i was caught. The cure came too little too late. This is where we lay and it was more than i could take. The true face shows itself and i offered very little help.You were right and i see that now which shows just how much i know. i needed this but let it slip away for a promise of nothing in particular. i ended this but put the blame on something else, and that was my failure. Lord knows i've searched for metaphors, in an attempt to make sense of this. Lord knows i've searched for answers and time isnt taking it's toll.