I feel deceived now by my own personal deceiver
Lost in life and out of choices
Not so much lost yet exhausted all my options
What lies before me now is an unforeseen road
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I see my savor looking down on me
Giving me disdainful thoughts of sorrow
I fall and cry
Holding a cross slowly burning in my hand
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Her personality is my inspiration
A kind word or two
Thats all I hope to hear from her
Her smile would
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I'm no personal savior
There is no profound message
For if there was it would
Read simple in my writings
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Death comes
Its time, my number has been pulled
I beg and plead
Why cant it be someone else
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Its over
They've beaten us...
Lying in bed
Staring aimlessly into fields of carpet
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This feeling
Ive felt it a great many times before
A feeling no one else should feel
A weakness above strength
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Sitting back in my seat i think
Eyes focused in the computer screen
What is the best approach
Is it time to see a shrink
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Blood continues to seep
These wounds bleed deep
Never healing never ending
These thoughts never bending
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