Home
I search for a place that may not even exists.
A place I feel right, a place to call home, somewhere I don't feel so alone.
This place put in my head by the stories I was told as a child.
Where the wind will blow free and the grasses grow wild.
Is it real
This place I've been told
Where I can finally feel
Finally belong
Is this place far away?
Or maybe right here
Where I can finally a...
Saturday 15th August 2015 9:22 am
Religion
Religion
Sunday morning and up out of bed
Time to inscribe more beliefs in your head
Listen to preacher for he says no wrongs
But ignore all the pictures of boys dressed up in thongs.
The blood and the body will nourish your soul
And his words and a book will make you whole.
We look onto Jesus for what to do next
He guides you, he's in you, it's not that complex.
This man in white robe...
Friday 3rd July 2015 7:46 am
Soliloquy of a psychopath at Gunpoint
Just end it,
end my act, end this Charade, pull the trigger and set me free,
the trigger is the key to these chains that burden my soul,
how simple it would be,
how much would it take,
to just tense up your finger and end this mistake,
I'm pleading,
I'm begging you,
can't you hear my lament,
can't you feel all my pain,
so easily ended from some lead in my brain.
Ju...
Thursday 2nd July 2015 7:01 am
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