Accusations. And shame of the kind you would deny if it did not shine like a light obeying no switch or hour of each corroded day passing like shadows over heart
Inside the moment But outside the code Of this motionless dawn ground to a halt But breathing Relief of surrender To a great white Abyss Surrendered.
Salvation from secrets Of the kind you would deny If they did not weigh Like the cross created As a burden to carry Through Each corroded day passing Like shadows over heart.