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Nov 2019 · 296
Imagine
Jarrod A Freeman Nov 2019
Break my spirit and clip my wings,
(I feel like falling)
Hold me down and feed me well,
Like the animal I am,
Don’t let me get up and see the worldX
KEEP ME TIED DOWN!

I am on the run, load the bullet into my gun,
I would appreciate if god can **** me and take away my pain.

Imagine not even being 16, and shot dead in a high school shooting,
(Columbine)
Imagine having your face ripped off, torn and ripped apart
(Ed Grin)
Imagine having all you lost, half your family killed by the  Holocaust

Ripped and torn at the seems,
Nothing left for me to see,
Ripped and torn and under appreciation, failing to communicate,
I am falling into the sea!

****** and doomed,
Running blind,
Possessed by the demon.
That lurks in your bedroom.
Are you okay child?
Or are you to busy being consumed!

Imagine being ripped apart,
(Apart)
Imagine being faced off!
(Faced off)
Imagine being blown apart!
(Holocaust)
Imagine being left alone and no one to save you when The possession starts.

This brings it down, to the part where I burn well, ***, drugs and rock n roll, to the devil I sold my soul!

No way, no room to run, to the end of all the kingdom comes,
To the lost of the fallen imagine being on the run, that you have to look over your shoulder every time you
Hear, someone coming!

Imagine
Not the John Lennon song, but it covers elements of sad and destruction
Nov 2019 · 379
Invocation is and was
Jarrod A Freeman Nov 2019
My body is dead inside,
I can see darkness, but can see no light (Blinded)
My body has a soul that’s emptied,
I’m awake and trapped in a dream (please wake me)
WHAT IS THE PRICE OF LOVE,
when all I love just falls apart
(Just End me)

END ME, down like the bottle that  I drink,
END GAME, Just like the day we swore to never speak,
NOT ME, no soul is in me, that I can see, always drunk and empty.

Invocation of madness speech, Satan touch me and take away my wings (Lost salvation)
What’s the point of living forever if forever don’t exist,
My body is emptied out from all the alcohol that I drink,
Count the price of life of me and end it all.

PEOPLE, always get what they want;
NEVER, see the cup half full they just fill it up,
SEE THIS, the day Of judgment is on us,
HANDS SOAKED IN BLOOD FROM DEATH OF A SOVEREIGN.
ONE

I never had a mark of the beast,
My soul is a home and I know what’s inside of me,
Body aches and breaks of solidarity,

NO ONE, hears his words,
CAN SEE, That those don’t believe will burn,
JESUS, the one who is the son of god,
FALLEN, just like paradise lost fallen down crumbling like a falling star!

The pieces of invocation, our mind are set on survival, no one has been lost to the sight of the king, we all Turn our heads and walks away, to see the next best thing,

3.2.1 all hands are the devils playground, false prophets break us down, we all walk the path of life, some live while others die.

Invocation is and was
I came up with this idea when I was thinking about a small remote village that was about to be wiped out by a meteorite, a man saw with a vision, tried to tell people of the coming of the end but no one listens and they all die
Oct 2018 · 261
No Ring
Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
I cant see my eyes. They are both dark and cold. I try and Visualize. They way i will grow old. With someone to have and hold.

I cant say im happy. Unless you are beside me. I cant say im happy. Without you beside me.

I am no longer alive. I hear the voices in my head. They say lies. Like one day i will be happy with you man right by my side.

I got to be free. I am blind to love. I will die. As i sit here and wait for death to arrive

I cant say im happy. Unless you are beside me. I cant say im happy. Without you beside me.
Out there in the cold. I wait by my phone. For you to call me.
But there is no ring.
Oct 2018 · 215
Torn Apart
Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.

TORN APART!

As i witness. A heartbreak.
I feel the ground beneath me. Start to ache.

I fall down to my knees. Cos i cant bare to feel the earth. CRUMBLE BENEATH ME.

No love. No love. I am all alone.

I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.

Torn apart!

I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.

I am so cold. I can not feel my bones. I am falling down. I wanna be left all alone.

I am torn apart.
Torn apart.
Torn apart.

Bring me the water. I am burning. I can not live on much longer.
Bring me laughter. I am dying in my arm chair.

I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.
Oct 2018 · 287
Do You Want Me?
Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
I am broken. So apart.
I am falling in life. My best friend is the dark.

I yell. Do you want me. Do you want me. To my mum.
I yell do you love me. Do you love me.
Because I dont love me too.

I wanna be in the rain.
So yoy can not see the tears roll down my face.

We hide in all our depression.
Hiding from the light. That we try to invision.
PROSPERITY and PURITY.
like the man who was risen.
WE TRY TO SEE, How we can have our own salvation.

I yell. Do you want me. Do you want me. To my mum.
I yell do you love me. Do you love me.
Because I dont love me too.

I wanna be in the rain.
So yoy can not see the tears roll down my face.

I am so far. From life. No light. Just dark. Id ****. Someone. Like i am inside. I am not well. Ive come undone.

I had a love. Now lie. I was alive. Now im dead inside.

I yell. Do you want me. Do you want me. To my mum.
I yell do you love me. Do you love me.
Because I dont love me too.

I wanna be in the rain.
So yoy can not see the tears roll down my face.
Oct 2018 · 188
Blasphemy
Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
The sound the horror. The late night screams. All from one ear to another. The pondering, the silence, the yelling. But yet. No one is to be seen.

"We all have demons inside of us."

I was abandoned. By gods hand. He walked. When i turned to a ******. I was never really. Mentioned. When i hear his name I just silence it.

Not longing before the time.
Dinosaurs ruled the land.
I was once like them. A small part of bacteria. Which lives in modern man.

We all come from. A scientific conondrom. That no man. Can explain.

But what. If there is a god. Out there watching us. He will hear our shot. Can we ask him for help.
If there is a god. Then come down. Help me. Help us.
This earth is going down.

SAXRIFICE ME IN THE DIRT. WHAT IS LOVE WHEN YOU DONT GET BURNT. THATS WHY ITS A CRUSH. TO SEE YOUR HEART BUST. THATS WHY LOVE IS A CURSE.

thats what i say. Love can find you. Anyway.
LOVE COME AND FIND ME
I am not one foot in the grave.  I am more the man i was today.

GOD!
I LEFT YOU CAUSE
I AM HOMOSEXUAL
MY RAGE EXPANDS THROUGH OUT THE LAND.
YOU TAKE YOUR BS. KNOWLEDGE
AND I WILL TELL YOU
WHERE TO SHOVE IT
Oct 2018 · 813
Alone
Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
I just wanna get rich.
And overdose.
**** the world. Im on my own.
I wanna say **** love
And move on.
I save money.
Dont need condoms.
Cos i want **** anyone.


It started with trust values.
Then trust issues.
Am i alone i think i am.
People get mad at the sound.

I am not giving up.
Love is love.
But the earth population can move on.
Even if im gay and not a ****** monstrocity of a person.

I was not first born.
So i reap the problems.
I was not first born.
So i reap the curses.

Ginger hair. Bad teeth. And so **** ugly.
I am no way. Gonna get married before 30.

Unless i buy a male order bride. A husband if that. Is that real.
If so. Where do i buy.

I just wanna get rich.
And overdose.
**** the world. Im on my own.
I wanna say **** love
And move on.
I save money.
Dont need condoms.
Cos i want **** anyone.

**** the world
**** love
If there is a god above.
Help us. To move on.
If there is a son of god.
How can you let us live on.
Son of god in the clouds.
Stop the poor and give them a hand out.
We all not one. But the same.
Individual.

(C)2018

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