Author Information
"Mine" ~
Folder:
Angry My addiction, is the sadiction.
It's the affliction,
And my prediction
Is more infliction with no restriction,
Just much more pain.
Much less fixin, much more blame.
Much less mixed in, much more plain.
Not quite fiction, just not sane.
Less enrichment, just more drain.
Less contradiction, but more mundane.
More friction that I can't sustain,
This itchin that I can't explain.
When it kicks in, I can't refrain.
Would He've pitched in if I'd been prayin?
Some benediction to improve my shame?
Some interdiction, remove my chain?
Holy eviction for my bane?
- Lo Ruhamah
