Sleep well,
Weep well,
Go to the deep well,
As often as possible.
...
That gloomy day
ripped my heart away,
and left me heartless and loveless
like a druggie on the street.
...
Morbid letters bleed their
way out of his pen.
No one knows she's watching.
He sighs and contemplates
...
I made a bet with God
That I could disprove his existance.
He only laughed at me,
And told me i would fail.
...
Night falls,
And now you're blind.
You better keep running
See what you can find.
...
Sane is insane,
Normal is wierd,
In a world that's completely nonsense.
Love is hate,
...
Forgive me, Mother, for I have sinned.
Forgive me, Father, I forgot to live.
Darkness falls far too bright.
The eternal flame that guides my sight.
...
'What God Did Not Plan On' By Stan Rice
Sleep well,
Weep well,
Go to the deep well,
As often as possible.
Bring back the water
Jostling and gleaming.
God did not plan on consciousness developing so
Well. Well
Tell him our pail is full.
And He can
Go to Hell.
You have amazing skills at writing poetry. Stop lying and saying you don't. (: