Your suffering was veiled from everyone's gaze. A smile that belied the pain beneath, The hardship and the scars, All of which have not wholly healed, And are beginning to fester.
Tell me friend, how i can begin to treat the wound? Should I layer it with care and a hearing ear, In hopes that it might seal? Or cauterize it with a burning decision, Inflamming the infection.
Tell me brother, how i can ease the pain? Should I bear your slack weight to give you rest On a long and arduos journey that ye should not have to bear, As you have borne mine a distant time ago? Or should i let you limp to the gallows?
Tell me kinspirit, how i can save your soul from hurt. When that hurt must come from me, A most grievous injury Done by these accursed hands that i possess. Must i die once more? So that you might live?
Oh Lord, Show me the way in this dark hour.
Romulus Demonicus
ravens
:) RAVENS :)
His|
Others|
Say |
Past|
thanks
His
the usual blah blah
love from God
What do YOU like?
wishlist
eh, i wish that this skin will turn out great...