An inch closer to redemption
Every moment is proving tiresome, Yet the will to change, While rest remains the same Gives me the need to remain In direct conflict with my dreams, Every morning a haughty struggle One to achieve personal redemption Is it the damsels in my life, Or am I doomed to be loveless, For every strife is a mistake Every journey I choose to take A selfless endeavour to raise my stakes Leaves me injured at crossroads, a stalemate Ebbing an inch closer to personal redemption