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 Jun 2016 Sive Myeki
Eloi
Heaven sent Deamons surround us all now.

We bow our heads and sing hyms, as he's lowered into the ground.

He was so beautiful, kind, and loving all of his life, but the Angels came and took him to keep by their side.

Now he will forever be but a memory to me, I fear that the truth will soon be clear to see.

About why he had to leave, and why he had to go, leaving us all here, in this icy cold snow.

It's hell here without him, I still cry every night,
He was a child of the galaxies who had to return to gods side.
 Jun 2016 Sive Myeki
Eloi
I'm a mountain that has been moved,
I'm a river that is all dried up,
I'm an ocean nothing floats on,
I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in.
I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot,
I'm a moon that never shows it's face,
I'm a mouth that doesn't smile,
I'm a word that no one ever wants to say.

if the sky opened up and started pouring with rain,
The antichrist sent back on judgement day,
Would you be alright?
Would you survive,
Would you even be saved?

Take all of your sins and burry them fast,
Pray that they turn into seeds,
And then into roots and grass.
So that you'd be alright,
You wouldn't be alright,
He can see the graves.

You'll never be saved.
Ever since I was about 5, my dad was a Christian preacher.
And I grew up around heavy influences of religion, I was told that God could see everything I did and that he forgives all of my mistakes.
I never really believed that he would forgive all of my mistakes, and as a 7 year old girl, I'd pulled the legs off my doll. I thought this was a sin and tried to burry my doll in the garden so that God wouldn't see it and punish me.
My dad told me that God could see the dolls grave where I had buried her, and that he sees everything no matter how much we try to hide things.
 Jun 2016 Sive Myeki
Eloi
I am a prisoner of my own mind,
I think too much,
Wasting my time.

I am a captivated wild animal,
Trying to return to the wild,
But my mind, it will find
A way to make me stay.

I will never be free,
These chains are bound to me,
I strain under the pressure of my freedom dying.
 Jun 2016 Sive Myeki
Eloi
I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone.

I long for that feeling to not feel at all.

The higher I get, the lower I'll sink.

I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim.

— The End —