The Origins Of Ruin - Redemption

Hand on heart, head in hands

The light is fading now, it cannot pierce the darkness

Nothing left to build upon

Except the mounting fear that none of this was worth it Hand on pen, pen to page

Focus though I may, my words have failed

Emptiness consuming me The shadows of my broken hope play in the dying night

Tears in eyes, eyes wide open

Staring at the glass

The face I see knows everything

Words I’ve written

Letters never sent

… only signposts marking out

The origins of ruin