Chink In The Armour Might Be A Saviour

For these mistakes I must atoneIf I don’t I can’t postponeDisassociate from my darkest daysWhen all the light had gone away Polarised by things I’ve saidEach one felt like a warheadShot into the heart of lifeObliteration becomes rife But this is not what I wish to leaveSometimes the past needs a reprievePause from the endlessContinue reading “Chink In The Armour Might Be A Saviour”