looking in an opaque mirror

dark was the past

the future’s unsure

and the light on my hand’s out

to the deepest part of the heart creeps

that big head

walk away will not

disappear shall not

to Thy, Thy alone will I bow in tears

to Thy, Thy alone hope this sin be wiped

to Thy, Thy alone hope this dirt be cleared

clear this throat, so I shall speak up

like steps ever forward