Fixation. The thorn in my raw flesh aches, needle points and burning, a twisting dull pain . .
It won't stop until I reach a place of happiness.
But is that what I really need?
Happiness won't satisfy me now.
Who can be alone and happy?
I've become accustomed to embrace this thorn, I bear it.
Why try to hide from what haunts me?
Love satisfies.
Happiness comes from a place of genuine love
Love isn't Weakness,
I'm strong
                   but love is failing . .

December 2nd, 2015 – you fell asleep in my arms . .
Remember the conversation we had, if you could change one thing about you what would it be? You're beautiful. You think you aren't, but this time you're wrong! Nothing anyone says, and no judgmental look will make me think any less of you, your eyes are my favorite, and your chin (even though you hate it) makes you you!
You fell asleep in my arms! You trust me!? I gazed on your face and thought quietly to myself, how lucky I am to have met you at this time in my life! Your breathing slows and becomes deeper as you slowly drift off to sleep. Your arm twitches, your warm body across my chest . . I touch your arm it gives me a settling feeling of belonging, it's like you're mine already. You were always mine.

Girl, this is the happiest I've ever been, words can't even express how my heart longs for you now, miles away in this cold bed, I fight sleepy eyes to pen these words before I forget. This is love. You fell asleep in my arms for the first time, I'll never forget and I'll never get over it.

"In this wilderness your bodies will fall - you will suffer for your sins and know what it is like to have me against you."

The guilty do NOT go unpunished!

Punishing the children to the third and fourth generation.
The promise remains - blood was spilled.

You will suffer for your unfaithfulness,
until the last of your bodies lies to rest.
Yes, you will suffer for your sins
and know what it is like to have me against you.

Banding against me you will meed your end,
Here you will die.

How long will you treat me with contempt?
I am slow to anger, abounding in LOVE - in your presumption,
I will beat you down.

Do not despise my word - follow me wholeheartedly and salvation will inherit the generous promise I made.

Sound pierces silence in the dead of night.
She awakens to prowl the path of destruction.
Screaming fills the air as the hearts of man sink into despair.
Feeding quietly on their souls the beast stares off - oblivion soon to follow
No one knows what's ahead - cowering in darkness they know death will soon fill their nostrils.
A stampede through their home causes shrieking and pandemonium.
There is no happy ending but hope lies in the unknown of extinction.
An unconditioned stimulus controls the innate reward pathway of her sick mind!
HABITUATION!
I'll never forget - though she will, truth lies in the size of the response which slowly fades into the dark.