Walk me home

Hush your cries, my little charge
Your voice is heard throughout
the burdened whimpers that escape
To angels, are heard as shouts

Dying within this forsaken grasp
Yelling and screaming to be heard
stilfled and confined
forever tortured by its hand

I am unspoken

Forsaken you are not, dear one
Precious is what you are
Safe you'll be within my wings
And from here I'll take you far

Death looms within a sinful breach
My breath lost to the reckoning pain

Becoming numb to the
tears once shed
its fear resides within

Taking me below

I am unspoken

peace, be still, my little charge
we know your thoughts are of shame
heaven cries out to you
its consumption handed down

Having wanted to beheld within arms
touched by the one above

Your innocence remains, my child
For their act is not your
sin

Should you doubt what is decreed
You've only to look within

I've already parished within its
deed and speak no more
my prayers whispered
but never heard

I am unspoken

Hush your cries, my little charge
Your voice is heard throughout
the burdened whimpers that escape
To angels, are heard as shouts

Skinned by an unforgiving hand
Becoming numb to the
pain and the misery that haunts
me to present day

engulfed within the relentless grasp
I fight no longer to be held by the one
above

Be still, my little charge
we know your thoughts are of disgrace
heaven calls out to you
his hand casted down

Should you doubt what is decreed
You've only to look within

and

take the hand that will lead you

home