Another day
Another sin commited
What can I say
When I lay defeated
By the devils, left to decay
The lost, broken, wicked

The rusty clock ticks
Covered in ash and dust
Brings back time to the sick
The crimes and deeds of the past
I was a saint for a week
Then hurled to hell by heaven's gust

It's all over
It won't happen again
But waking up from hangover
With last night's migrain
At her sight I cower
The girl in the mirror, my fear and pain

Is he okay? I wonder
Of course, nothing really happened
But when my mind gets further
I get even more saddened
Day by day, she gets stronger
The beast, truimphan and maddened

The clock moves forward
What had been done, remains
Time can't go backward
Regrets and self torture goes in vain
Try to block off those words
Written on my skin, carved and stained

Don't look back
When the victim cries
Drench my clothes in black
Block the scream of their demise
Heart or brain, which do I lack
Shame on me, put on my disguise

I won't flagellate myself this time
Earth won't accept my blood anyways
My beloved, piece of dime
How could you endure day by day
Jumbled words, riddles and rhymes
Why these whispers won't go away

But there's no use in weeping
I lifted up my bloody hands
More blood, regrets and grieving
But sick of burying my head in sand
I curse myself for sins repeating
But I'll keep walking to the sacred land



© Skye Nicole