Contorted fictions
Inside my mind
The blurring of the colors of
The rhythm and the rhyme
Contradicting statements
Formulate Divine
Catching on to something more
Easily defined
This is not a test
To be the One
In my darkest hollow
I reside
This most intimate place
Surrounded by this
Deathly embrace
Consumed by my
Most Eternal
Dasein
The years go by
And God, I tried
To live, to be
To serve that King
I lived my life
And tried to love
Unconditionally
But I couldn't
I f*cking couldn't
I couldn't
To see Your face
To know Your love
Neglect, I feel neglected
I want to feel Your face
To know, to feel
To be consumed in whole