#gardenofeden
I met someone and asked
'Where are you going? Something special?'
There's a large field over there
where I will sing
to free my soul
People are golden, star
dust in the large, large field
- finally back in the garden
'Oh, can I come with you?
Out of the smog!'
We just spin around
in mists without a view
but very perhaps
something changes
in time, or in me
The army no longer throws bombs
but food and drinks
on all the hungry people
without money, devilish money
- finally back in the garden
Sep 18, 2022
Sep 18, 2022 at 3:51 AM UTC
Where do you run when your loneliness strikes?
It's just about midnight, while you stroll downtown glaring at the lights.
All over creation, I see the lust of the world,
while pride tries to draw me in.
Can't you see what PornHub has done?
As I sat in front of the garden of Eden,
I watched others stand in line waiting for their fruit.
Oh, how deceived I was.
Being ****** made the loneliness worse I was numb to it.
We're all lost,
overly using the wrong Messiah such an Urban Legend.
These apples had my heart but never caused me to Have A Heart.
I certainly almost surely died,
from the tree of knowledge of good and evil.
Admit it, we are all lonely.
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 5:22 AM UTC
In the darkness that surrounds me
In the nightly illusion that overcomes me
I walk a path crumbled over time
by rain and the heat of a scorching sun.
In the far off distance, I swear that I missed this
The glow of a soul that shares a twin.
The further I walk, the more I have to bear.
To be reunited in a bond stronger than a life's worth of pain.
One moment... one choice; that changed my fate.
An Angel appeared and took me under his wing.
Walking with me to The Garden of Eden.
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 5:18 AM UTC
The power of evil is rapturous...
...heaven here on Earth,
freedom;
finally freedom.
Animal has escaped
The Garden... *
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 12:16 AM UTC
you spread your love across state lines
and i'm sitting here crumbling under the pressure of my names
and i'm wondering how you could spread yourself so thin
and still be whole
when i'm having a hard time just walking out of my bedroom door
and seeing my bloodlines splashed across
this 60 by 100 lot
but you were willing to cross those lines
and share so much of yourself
and i'm still afraid of carving into my own skin
for myself
to see what's inside
for fear of someone finding out and wanting it for themselves
all those gardens inside of me left to grow in someone else's hands
helpless while i watch myself **** over
overgrown
underfed
give me love,
but here you are
opening your gates and letting the floods through
what happens when the garden of Eden gets washed away?
all of the topsoil washing out to sea
roots worn out, removed by gentle hands
one by one
open season in your chest
until you were emptied
and there was no more garden for you to grow.
and i just kept building my walls too high
but one day i looked over because i heard your screams
and i saw you and your broken stems
soiled petals and trampled earth
so i opened the door
intending for you to stay just for a minute
for the taking of tea
or a glass of wine
but look at you now, growing like a vine
on the wall of my secret garden.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 1:41 AM UTC