The Monument

I never sought salvation
To be stricken and bound by the guilt
Brought into life with the needs of a child
Yet forced to balance as if walking a wire

By the missing grace
Of your trembling hands
To strike me down
In spite of what I am

My only prayer is we could be as one
Let wings be without the terms

Another week goes by without seeing a shred of the sun
Soaking in the words of a wisdom that can't be attained
It should have been known
I'd have to give up to get through

And if it's so, as the pen puts to paper
You'll cry alone in your paradise
Build monuments to an empty life
Gambled away each ounce by a roll of the dice

My only prayer is we could just be done
Every line thrown in only makes you more numb

To crush with demons until I need it more
Drag me down until I can't pass through the floor