Counting Bodies Like Sheep

How they’ve survived so misguided is a mystery. Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability To lift an eye to heaven, conscious of his fleeting time here.

Angels on the sideline again, Benched along with patience and reason. Wondering where this tug of war will end.

I’m still right here, giving blood and keeping faith. And I’m still right here. If there were no desire to heal The damaged and broken met along this tedious path I’ve chosen here, I certainly would’ve walked away by now. I still may. And I still may.

I’m gonna wait it out..

I am to connected to you to Slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me, And considerately killing me.