Incarnate 365 - Integrity

Imrisoned on this dying shell

Escape is inevitable

Light burns bright

Beneathh these eyes

More than mere flesh lies salvageable

Imaginations indefinite neglect

Worst type of crime of all

Child’s mind, all th time

Before you become evil

Thrown away tomorrow’s

Scraddered along the sides of the road

The nights lied awake plotting

The demis of a love

You will never know