Jordana

I am counting
I am counting up all my flaws and extremities
Every instance, every venomous stain
There won't be any pain

It is ending
It is ending today; this succession of uncertainty
Walking barefoot in the pouring rain
There won't be any pain

I am quiet
I am quiet for now; in the moment there is clarity
I find redemption in these circling flames
There won't be any pain