Modern Christianity - Lackthereof

Hell is a place that I try not to dwell on

Beyond the extent of the means I’ve been given

But sometimes when darkness wraps its cloak around me

I feel the strange presence that can’t touch

mountains with sorrow persuasion

We challenge ourselves to withstand the compression

But sometimes when troubles latch on to each other

Fifteen thousand pills are enough for the migraine

modern-day living

I’ve spent the last decade for which I am fleeing

But sometimes these walls are like premature aging

And me and my spells can’t protect the foundation

Guilt of the prayers underneath

I’ve learned how to turn a death into a

Pretended the sound was too loud for

It kills any hope you sure felt in the morning

Repentance is almost getting out of heaven

My the care to remember

But sometimes we can’t make the plead for forgiveness

And we if I fall, I deserve this

Depression is something I have yet to experience

At least it’s a fully developed condition

But sometimes the past bears no hope for the future

I’m stuck reminiscing my way through the present

Death is consistent and

I’ve tried to steer clear of this pestilent

But sometimes when death to frustration

I’ve crushed the logic behind this persistence

I’ll

But sometimes beneath the

Disservice transpires and still can’t touch the