My Saviour

My callous dreams,
My only sins,
Heed no cry unto thee.
The open doors,
The scars within,
Are all that I can see.

The lonely road
I long to take,
Seems battered with dust.
Forsaken thoughts,
I long to amke,
Emdure the pain I must.

The only time
I linger still,
Would be to seal my fate.
The aspirations
I long to kill,
See my anger dissipate.

The barren mind;
My only friend
That I could never see.
The saviour guides
Me to my end.
That saviour of mine,is Me.

By,
Nikhil Menon