The Confessor (Family Unit, Voice 2).

She arrives worn out by the news
and stumbles weakly into the booth;
she'll have to put up with all their views
and find sanctuary in knowing the truth.

There is no priest to hear her confession
and it feels like this could be her last,
clearing her conscience has turned to obsession
but she's felt this way in the past.

The stained glass windows reflect no light,
only the fading glow of a single candle,
casting playful shadows against the night,
stirring fears she can barely handle.

She falls to her knees in vigorous prayer
warding off the hollow disillusion,
the guilt grows inside her, too much to bear
she loses herself in childhood delusion.

One memory plays after another,
she blocks it out but the visions persist:
the repeated image of her childless mother,
she passes out and begins to un-exist.

She's lost in a far and timeless place
where the homeless souls find retreat;
it's a truth she can choose to deny or embrace
as she draws closer to self-defeat.

But she's often struggled with her belief
and knows to hold back her death rattle;
she recovers with a calm and numbing relief:
one more day, one more battle.

*Greatly inspired by a discussion with my Skater Girl.-*