ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ “If sin is not meant to be embraced, then how can it still reach my own ribs in i…

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ               “If  sin  is  not meant  to be embraced,                then how can it still reach my own ribs               in its utmost-first place?”   (PHASE. II)                AN ELEGY-BEARER:    @Ascendancys.Forsaken. Disowned. Does heaven mourn for what it has cast aside? It feels like the cathedral swallows up all my bewail-scream, while I remain with this sin shall be adorned with perdition. It consumed me to be ashes, unbeknownst to me, each finger I surrendered found its place upon the bars of Hell, as though every touch confessed another sins. It even almost feels like my solace has been stone-buried. Whereunto I once entrusted, and believing it would cradle me, it yielded naught but tears, leaving me to wander as the soul which outlived its own sepulchre. For what I sure shall be my salvation, they took root while I called it my redeemer.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ