Your vision is veiled by contempt
And your heart is as heavy as stone
Your soul is barren from judgement
Demons surround you, but you’re alone
Can’t you see that you’re falling, falling
To a place where no one can save you?
Only you can hear the voice calling
You out of the void you’re sinking into
Our hands strike out from the darkness
Like meteors streaking through the sky
To save you from the hell you harness
Like we’re God’s angels from on high
We are not angels, and you’re not God
But you seem to think that you are
We’re your compliant servants that nod
And bow towards you from afar
We can’t save you once you cross the line
The voice calls out to you again
‘There’s good in you! You still have time!’
Are our efforts all in vain?
We saw the goodness in you long ago
You were kind, patient and full of grace
You can shine once more, let it show!
Let redemption be more than saving face!
We reach out to you, but you must reach back
The threshold could swallow us all
You gasp and reach beyond the crack
But the chasm is just too wide
Written by Miss Wren