Falling from flesh

Falling from flesh,
into my deepest sleep.

Sinking into depths,
of my darkest dream.

A lady clothed in moonlight,
guides me through that door.

She removes from my face,
this mask of lies I’ve worn.

Redemption in the witnessing,
of your own death.

Salvation in finding yourself,
inside your own head.

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