downpast where the divermin dont go
is an underwater sun
that casts a blackhole shadow
in to the fishes swim
but they donnot swim out
where oh where do they fishes go
after theybin drowngone in the shadow
after theybin infosucked by the blackhole
i say i dont know
but some days i think i seem them
floating on the cloud forms
as crows

Losing grip of reality, I don’t know what’s next to me, losing touch with the world
The one I’m in that slowly flaked till fall, and I was the one who thought not of at all, but a string around the pieces,
I’ll say we tried but didn’t push, when we did we didn’t force it, when we did we fell nauseous, when we did we heard noises
Same drowned down sound of made up people around.. at least they’re not me.. said she
At least my self would never say, what she wanted to say, she wanted to burn
Darling wanted to wait her turn.. but turns donnot exist when all you need is a match and a box lies in your top drawer, your pocket, you’re a liar
When you say you wait for that heat
But let the water darling drowns in stays cool and cold getting colder around her
At least.

Tell me why
I sit here and write these words,
that mean absolutely nothing to me.

Why must I learn these things of the past,
that obviously donnot interest me.

Tell me why
I waste my time,
writing these things down.

Why must I waste the space
in my brain for these "nothing" things.

These spots could be filled with so much more.
Tell me why must I waste this space?

What do you are have to say about redemption  for us
Hopeless  we were born with it as christain
But  what about thoses who  not christain and who donnot go to church  it is for all the  word redeem   to come back at again and start oveanr A dream  have everyone come to know christ our redeemer and we remebef thatchrist Jesus paid the way by redrmption of sins