I lived hand to mouth
searching the occult mysteries for clues
hoping in Gods I never really believed in
evrytime I got close
i kept being turned away
the veneer truth seem so real
especially when I could see my own reflection.
Praying for deliverance
to Gods I thought I should believe in
the truth came under the shadow of darkness
and the shiny slick oiling of a false hope
desperation was each meal
each thought
each action
every breath
clinging to life
and the shadows closing in
supressed
muzzled and subdued
I called for help
i didn’t know from who
I didn’t know from where
and one shadow reached
I flinched waiting for more of the same
only I was held
lifted up
raised from the death I was living
and I was taken
and weary,
suspicious I waited for pain
but I was fed instead
warmed,
clothed
and housed
educated and never did I think
the glimmer on his charm
hung from his neck
was the hope of all hopes
glory was mine and I hadn’t earned a thing
and so I walk the life dragging my own cross
walking lighter than my sorrows
prouder than my strain
and just like that
all I was made good again
I pay it forward daily
but you don’t know our love for you
look out,
here we come
our backs
holding broken sticks
and taking up all your stones
to save you
and let you know
that you are more than just mere flesh and bone
you are our everything
and we will come for you.
lay down your sticks and stones
and thickened skin
its time to Shine
and thrive.

yeah ******* right...
weve been conned
stuck in an illusion
thinking someone else knows better for us
you’re a slave to the money then you die
a bitter sweet symphony
pain wrapped in lies
taken off the plantation
taken back from strangers
given harbor from tyranny
freed from ideologies
you got back in it by choice
to scared to give it a chance
Incase you actually liked it
the illusion of choice
the devils greatest trick
to ***** up the sanity
One big
master plan
so we’ll fight eachother
instead of die for eachother
and such is the nature
of a godless life
void of goodness
a darkness laying excuses for everything
your self
as selfish as your own salvation
those who submit in the hopes of an after life
are missing the point,
there already is one
love was the message
the sacrifice the example
and none of us see through
the blind one’s eyes
yet none really see
living a good life
is subjective
but love is universally free
and choice never had a thing
to do with it.


Blessingss

holding on to love unknown
in a world of crashing hopes
and failing dreams
we are two souls
yearning for places in hearts we don't own.