Leviathan

J. Christopher's Haunting

Leviathan


Now I look back on all I have lived
At all I have taken from those who would give
Never a thought to those I passed by
I could’ve helped them, but I wouldn’t try

My sins not of murder or theft in the night
But more in my arrogance, sure I was right
Never a hand would I lift in attack
But neither would I offer my helping hand

I hide in the twilight
My breath frosts the glass
I look in on the future
I’m trapped in the past

My own lack of vision
My version of hell
It’s all that I learned
There’s no more to tell

No one grieves for you when all sins return
I’ve lived at a distance, kept my life at bay
I showed no emotion because it wasn’t my way
Those few touched me and those I cast aside

I run from my sins but they find me each night
Between whom I should be and the man that I became
A vast chasm stretches my sins are to blame
Sense of fear is forever my friend
Winds of time pass and I stare looking back

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