**An Amalgamation of My Current State of Being. How cliché. Don't expect anyone to get this. I think my novelty has just about worn off.


Hail mary, full of grace
Whatever happened to saving face?
Supine to catch the years we waste
Have fallen hard with needless chaste.

And our tears are laced with the laughter reminiscent of everything we used to be
So much so that it's become impossible for you to crack a smile
Without breaking through to bone

        "And Godless not, his image blurs
        From me to Him, From us to Her
        So green, untamed, still lost, but pure
        But me? I've never felt so sure."

And so long as we remember that gun ain't smokin' til Five-click-bang A one in six chance of riding the tidal wave revolver cylinder atomic clock
Syn.on.ymous with Vegas .odds. who wouldn't .want. to change their luck?

        "Burning down is how I cope
        And with the fire, my dreams aglow
        For where there's light, there's always hope
        But atrophy is all I know."
 
And who ruined what and how is nothing but a sophisticated lie
Inter.woven., Deftly created to give reason to the willing
Answers to the .fallen.
A basis for deflection
And motives for the .wanton.

        "Of memories, I'll always be
        What I never loved in me
        In memories, I'll always be
        Just another analogy."

Of cut-and-paste depression, cookie cutter emotional decay
There's debility in my stability hindering my ability to turn away
In all it's ca.pac.ity for l.ack.ing com.pass.ion
Cement shoes and burnt hands to pray

        "And all I said I knew, obscured
        From what I've seen, His image blurred
        But beauty heals, love…can cure
        Of that I've never been so sure."

Hail Mary, saving face
Whatever happened to 'full of grace'?
And what about the tears we waste...?
A nail is driven.
A whisper given.
Whatever happened...

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