Condemnation
Binding, bloodied chains entrap my soul,
As pain surges through my body
His face is all I can see,
The cold, ice blue eyes that burn into mine
And his grim, somber expression
Conceals the terror, that so openly shows on my own
Bitter sweet sorrow lingers in the air
But his voice joins the others
As they condemn me, and his hands
Bind me in chains
Cutting my very heart and soul
Into a million pieces
He knows the truth, yet he binds and traps me
In my pain
The words of the guilty become as wounds
And the tears that fall,
Become as crimson drops of blood
Flowing from my body
And falling onto the granite stones
His resounding words rip out my heart,
And chafe my soul
But as my pain drowns out
The sound of painful accusations
I surrender to death
And take his ashen hands,
Following him into the unknown
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