So many things in my head
I can read minds you see
This girl wishes to be dead and that one is already dying
Chin up little one
Why are the little ones depressed and dying
Why are they always crying
Stop scaring me with these threats of death
I look to my left
And see blue girl
Heart no longer pumping the red that is in our veins
Hers are drained
This isn't what it seems
Not a dream
A nightmare maybe
Did I do that to blue girl or did she do it to herself
I go back to my shelf and sit
I'll remain here unmoving
Until someone picks me up
So young
so bright
Now you're lost to the night
Where demons eat you up and fight over the pieces of you
The pain unbearable
But you don't feel it
You feel nothing
Guess you got your wish
Black eyes with a grin is what I see
Close my eyes count to three
Now they're next to me
Inside
The devil hides
I am taken over
Goodbye
Hello it's the new me

Through our lives
We clamber up the mountain
All we have been stands behind us
All we are to be above
When we reach the summit we learn
the climb is struggle
The ascent into heaven is the reward

the salty smell of summer beaches,
and crashing ocean waves.
a clear autumn sky,
and september’s birthstone sapphire.
crisp winter air,
and cold stinging against your skin.
vibrant hydrangeas in spring bloom,
your eyes that last time in may,
and the salty taste of tears.

You are a drug
handcrafted by the Devil.
Addiction came after
a single touch,
always craving “just one more.”
Everything used to feel like a dream,
but I don’t think
I’m dreaming anymore.
Traces of you still flow
through my veins.
I don’t want to be addicted anymore.

Without God life is hopeless,
For what is there to really live for?
If not created by God then what's your lifes goal?
Breathing yes but purposeless,
For what can be created without use?nothing, yes!.
Or what can exist without being created and actually have use?
Nothing of use.
All of life is like a book,
You are a character,
But with free will,written by the greatest author.
You're not trapped like a fish on a hook,
You choose your way,
But the storys already written,
No matter how you go astray,
His will can never be beaten.