The Rant

Vacant. Empty. Twisted. Lacking. Chills shoot though my body filling the cracks whatever is left Let go of the Meaning of LIFE and one is lost Worried. Angered. Freaked. Spinning. Words jotted down upon an empty page to show giving proof to rage Reality is no kind reminder in correction of humanness Stupidity. Irony. Pathetic. Foolish. These eyes have absorbed from the outside world all which is meaningless Vibrant life left behind to retrieve if one is wise Hope. Love. Joy. Peace. Never take the God-given gifts taken for granted or hard ways shall teach Throw them aside as rubbish and despair will find what's left Trash. Pathetic. Waste. Shameful. Such trash is how I perceive some to view my vehemency No integrity do they see in what these eyes hold scared Purity. Integrity. Honesty. Valiancy. Which spring from the soul and mind diluted from ones first breath in the flesh Access to God diluted from what cannot be achieved Sovereignty. Omniscience. Omnipresent. Agape. Witness madness for what God has been met first hand is just in righteousness Full of grace and mercy to those who Seek Him Loving. Wise. Holy. Eternal. To those Who serve Him He gives of Himself correcting those He loves Comfort is naught promised for character is His measure Sanctification. Tried. True. Loyalty. Purifying His people through teaching His ways is the foremost goal As choice gold refined and proved accordingly

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