Sometimes, I like to find myself a nice tree, climb up in it, and think about my life.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Day of Mist : Day of Tarnish (SP)
...and supposing I took Him
at His Word...
it'll be o.k.?
because how could you,
be upset
about having lost
something... so,
utterly worthless?
Maybe it's just flesh
to Him...
and He doesn't have to feel.
However, it is what it was -
-MINE-
...always a hole, and
you can't feel a hole,
empty.
right?
Could You please explain
then, where the pain
comes from? -because,
I asked this question in
my second prayer...
and all that returned
from that void was
SILENCE.
...drowning out a
dim crushing sound of
destitution.
not that it'd matter to you,
...anyway...
THE END
Written 01072007 from Death Row.
at His Word...
it'll be o.k.?
because how could you,
be upset
about having lost
something... so,
utterly worthless?
Maybe it's just flesh
to Him...
and He doesn't have to feel.
However, it is what it was -
-MINE-
...always a hole, and
you can't feel a hole,
empty.
right?
Could You please explain
then, where the pain
comes from? -because,
I asked this question in
my second prayer...
and all that returned
from that void was
SILENCE.
...drowning out a
dim crushing sound of
destitution.
not that it'd matter to you,
...anyway...
THE END
Written 01072007 from Death Row.
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