In Your Hands

In constant atrophy

My purest self tainted by the weight of expectation

An endless cycle of misery and bliss

Crush me beneath your feet

And bury me in the earth

I'm shaken, by the hands

Of desperation

The sight of my reflection

Is something I could leave behind

And as i count the minutes

Your everlonging grace, takes over me

And i'm afraid

That I'll never feel this way again

Searching endlessly for my purpose

But today, reminds me I'm alive

From the weight, of your, existence

And today, is your last chance

To take your life back in your hands

Treading lightly, on broken glass that never seems to end

Don't waste away, accepting things that you can't change

Fallen from grace

Descend in the earth and burry me

Deep within your heart