There is no making peace it happened
No matter what salvation says it’s passed
Yesterday has to laugh at today’s pain
Our faults live with us like a hard truth
It’s our action and our consequences left to talk
You can’t bend it with what might have been.
Carry your cross like a man wait for judgment
Fear not of what lies ahead for you should know not to
Prayer may soften the burden but the sin lives on
It’s this realization that may ever make sense to one
If closure is to be any medication at that hour
Where the past is calling for blood and today hurts.
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