Foreign Corner

One, two, three! Belly burst, broken bones, blistered boil Fell asleep inside the soil Coalesce, cold caress, tethered soul I fell into an endless hole Seeking solace on this ever turning tide I feel the phantom fingers Crawling through the caverns in my mind I'm falling deep into the shadow of the sun Slow burning Breathe in all the ashes and become my light Barren flesh, shallow breath, flowing blood Born and bound unto the mud Crippled grip, fickle skin, hollow veins Purified inside the flame Seeking sanctum on this ever burning bridge I feel my foothold crumble Slipping slowly, stumble through my sins I'm falling deep into the torn and tattered sky Cold yearning Symphony of silence left inside my heart Brace for the impact, collusion of shadow and bone Frayed by the contact of those left bereft and alone Self-inflicted, stumbled and staggered from home Shot in the dark, swallow the spark And crawl through the cracks that are shown Oh my God! What have we done?! Buried the truth in the blood Cast out the light of the Son