catacombs

«You think you know me well,
But I’m not backing down.»
At least, that’s what she said to me.
From the edge of my guilt,
I don’t feel anything.
I cannot shake the stench of my sin,
And I cannot find the sunlight from the way I came in.
I cannot breathe.
I cannot see.
There’s no one left alone in darkness
Who’ll find me.
Foul winds have fortifide my regret.
Foul winds have fortifide my despair.
Foul winds have fortifide my sweat.
Foul winds have fortifide shame,
And nothing remains anywhere.
I slept too long in here
And now I lost control.
Oh lord, can you save me
From my hole.
I drank her in and breathed her out
All on my own.
How long, must I wait down here
All alone. Oh christ.
I cannot breathe.
Can you still bleed?
There’s one thing left alone in darkness
Who’ll save me.