Visions - Penance

Envisioned fear

I dream of you

My time is drawing near

To bring me through

Are you heaven sent?

Or a messenger from hell?

How can I tell?

How can I tell?

Sweetly smiling

Or mocking jest

Tenderly beguiling

As I await my final breath

This time I’ve crossed the line for good

Won’t go back even if I could

Now I have all the answers

But I can’t tell