Sure, I am an easy going chap,

But if you push my buttons i'll snap.

-The reign of winter

Hot summer is all but gone and decemember draws near,

May my soul endure the coming chills of winter this year.

Now and again, suicidal thoughts come to torment me when I am heavily filled with so much grief,

But they always flee from my broken soul whenever I call upon the name of the Jesus, my relief.

-This i've seen time and know too well



Some time ago in a land of snow, there lived an honest young woman named Zilpah Hope Drake.

Though she played by the rules of her society, she could never ever catch a break.

Day and night, her  village ceaselessly accused her of having a dark cloud above her head,

Even her beloved family joined in on bullying her and her best friend named Fred.

Disheartened by the abuse she underwent every day, she was overcome with sorrow,

So Zilpah Hope Drake, desperate to flee her suffering ended her life on the morrow.

Every single day,
My soul slaves away,
At a soul ******* job I detest with a passion.

Making art full time,
Is my goal in life,.
Someday when the time is ripe, my big break will happen.

-Water


Refreshing when Im thirsty,
Relaxing when Im *****,
How blessed I am to have access to Adams ale,

Far more precious than treasure,
So much better than pleasure,
Without you nourishing me, I'd surely be frail!

Great Britain was once dominated by Christians,

But now the land is tainted by false religions.

-Nightmare

Around 8 in the evening,
Johnson had woken up screaming,
Because he underwent a nightmare.

His soul was in deep distress,
So  he attempted to suppress,
What had just given him quite a scare.

What on earth did Johnson see?
Haters of Christianity,
Burning in hellfire and in despair.

Make the most of your life while you're still alive,

For YOU never know when MR. Death will arrive.

-Wind

Hidden in nature
but
Sensed by all,
Thy sweet whistle
And fresh breeze,
Is ever present,
Wether at
First light,
Or
Dead of night.

-Prayer

Father, i have become addicted to a certain kind of pleasure,

And no matter how hard i try, i keep on committing this error.


I am so hopelessly dependant on what is destroying my flesh,

I regret ever trying it, this sin has caused me nothing but stress.


I humbly ask that you purify me of my immorality,

Otherwise, this big sin i keep practising will be the death of me.

Daughter of Adam draw near to me,

I have composed a new melody.

Lend me your ears for my work of art,

Its based on YOU, my love and sweetheart.

Blessed is the lamb who bore our sins,
Hes the one true God and King of kings.

Only he is worthy to be praised,
All who call on his name shall be saved!

-Chocolate

Smooth,creamy, highly addictive and altogether sweet,

Chocolate is and always will be my favourite treat!

-Bad news.

Suicidal thoughts stopped by to see me today,

They promised me they can make my pain go away.

At noon on national poetry day,

The LORD spoke to Johnson with this to say:

''Peace be with you chosen one, do not fear,

I bring you good news so be of good cheer,

Receive my gift of poetry my son,

With it, you’ll do wonders under the sun!

But dont use it exalt things I deplore,

Or you shall surely have this gift no more!''