Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Here's a poem for you...

You preach redemption, salvation and enlightenment;
but how do you know this is true?
Your heart has changed so much through the years;
your rules and affects too.
You keep spouting out loud, barbs at the crowds,
because you, alone, have the right to be proud?
Tell me, King, cuz you alone know everything,
How is anyone 'not you' going to win?

Shut the fuck up!

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