Finite

Dreams of sleep
He stares through the glass
If only life was me
I be blest
But it is your realness mam
That is smothered
Called out he knows
Figure a tedious love hell
I'll  do it all right
With his hope of faith
That never proves he is a hero
When God's kind of smiling
It is our eternal trust
Like Mt only self
So he embraced the stillness and we weep
Sun of stillness
Where you left me a picture
Of sweet laughter
So belief for glory
It is your time
So awake in immortal pants
My life has ended