born to be broken
there’s nothing on the
outside for you,
there’s nothing left
within
inside the shadow of
‘St Christopher’
you’ll pay for every
sin
blessings, you’ve
wasted
no hope of being
restored
a cross, a broken
crucifix
no forgiveness from
your lord
your faith has slipped,
sipped
away with every
swallow,
cheap booze and liquor,
nicotine,
your craving left you
hollow,
a
cold
shadow,
a spectre
of the man you thought
you were
reconcile now and
forgive
don’t be afraid to
break,
we are nothing without
our mistakes,
it’s impossible to
feel alive
without acknowledging
the confusion inside,
we design our future
unknowingly
by building on the
past,
each foundation laid
is a foundation built
to last,
a
warm
bright
spirit
the man you always
were
navigating freely
through a life that is
merely
a series of
extravagant events,
confessions and
connections
a catastrophe,
at best,
pick a path
see it through
there’s still time
to define
what you thought
you always knew
you always knew
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