Living with Scars

It's deaths intention

We pass through the certain awaits

Upholding the pleasures at hand

God given traits

Living with scars

Through bleak accession

We task through disaster we face

In fear of rejection we stand

God given grace

To live again

Taken by the ones we force

Without a solitary reason

It’s like solace from the shade

Don't see it any other way

It’s deaths inception we must take

With dark intention

A passing the certain awaits

Withholding pleasures

At hand all that gods given drained