Standing alone at the edge of oblivion.
Looking out at the ever present darkness.
Behind me is the beautiful sound of a child's laughter.
So innocent and full of life's light.
This doesn't move me in the slightest.
I ready myself for the final steps.
A smile sits rigidly on my stone face.
I plunge into eternity's infinite ocean.
Quietly I fade to black.
Release.

These words don't belong to me.
They come from a silky soft voice.
That calls from the tops of the trees.
She never really gives me a choice.

When she starts to sing her song.
I become her willing faithful slave.
My hand moves effortlessly along.
She makes this meek man quite brave.

When she leaves my mind goes to black.
I want to lay in bed and cover my head.
Her angelic musings are like my crack.
When this happens my words go dead.

I bear no responsibility for my evil deeds.
I was born this way so the good book states.
I'm allowed to ***** nilly spread my seed.
Jesus will step in to save me from a fiery fate.

I'll just go through life in pursuit of pleasure.
Nevermind that knife I just stuck in your back.
My Sunday confessional is my true measure.
I'll enter heaven when the Earth fades to black.

Why should I give a penny to the homeless poor?
When I earned every penny with this evolved mind.
Those slobs will never enter through heaven's door.
Get a job, it's not like they're deaf, dumb, or blind.

While I sit in my cozy house and think of my life.
Maybe I've been a little coarse to my fellow man.
But isn't it God's duty to tend to other people's strife?
Hey he made this place, I assume he has a plan.

Would you come and join the party in my head.
There's plenty of room in my cavernous skull.
I'm sure the occupants enjoy the pulsating red.
As they dance fervishly and intelligently mull.

The multitudes jostle for position to be the voice.
The echos of confusion bounce off the grey walls.
The words that spill come forth without a choice.
I'm sure my psychiatrist is expecting my daily call.

So I was standing knee deep in a river's stream.
What a beautiful day it's every fisherman's dream.
I cast my line out and let the current work.
And every now and then I'd give my pole a ****.

Suddenly I heard the snapping sound of a stick.
I dropped a load in my pants that felt like a brick.
And there standing not more than 50 yards away.
But a grizzly bear in the sparkling sun of May.

I slowly start to back up planning a retreat.
The last thing I want is to be a midday treat.
Well I moved too fast and splashed in the water.
It certainly appeared I'd be this hungry bear's fodder.

So I hit dry ground and climbed the nearest tree.
I thought to myself, Aha, he'll never find me.
Little did I know a bear's prowess for climbing.
Yes that whimpering sound you hear is me whining.

As the bear got closer I thought of my demise.
I planned to be strong despite my painful cries.
I could hear his growling and his teeth were sharp.
My head started swooning and I heard an angel's harp.

But at the last moment the bear heard a sweet sound
And this caused him to **** his head around.
What could be more interesting than some living meat?
Well a gorgeous female bear in the throes of heat.

He quickly rappelled down that tree in great haste.
It's not often that a bear will let a meal go to waste.
As the couple sauntered off I saw him turn his head.
That look said any other day and you'd be dead.

I will never forget that beautiful fateful night.
You came through the door with a hurricane's might.

The angels started singing and your hair blew back.
The ground began to shake and my facade began to crack.

The birds up above formed a heart in the air.
I gawked at your school girl smile without a care.

Your lips were full and your jeans fit quite well.
I followed your walk like my soul was in a spell.

Your eyes met mine and I couldn't utter a sound.
I was at the end of my search as true love was found.