The Consumption Of Knowledge Through Failed Three Dimensional Dissimulation. Poem by Amelia Cromwell

ANGER
pulsing
thriving
living inside me
filling up
spilling out
sinking down
inside myself
drowning in hatred
fearing to make it
losing faith
killing the soul
the anger inside
continues to grow
I need my outlet.

Only PAIN will help it.

PAIN
consuming me
using me
fueling the madness
'saving' the sadness
open wounds
heal mental scars
trying for remembrance
but losing the heart
fooling with magick
was only the start
i played with razor blades
but GOD wouldn't have it.

SALVATION
i want it
i crave it
it's offered
so i take it
i want to know HIM
i want to see HIM
i know what HE has given
i've seen HELL on EARTH
and GOD'S giving HIS all.
but this time,
I'LL CATCH MY OWN FALL.

FALL?
NO! I WON'T!
GOD keeps me up.
Through HIM,
I'll kick satan's butt.
ANGER is fine
and PAIN will fade.
but
Today
IS
NOT
lucifer's
DAY!