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5 MONTHS

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poems

It has been five months since you left this world,

I still talk to you every single day,

Since you have been gone you had a new baby girl,

Her name is Everleigh Faith,

Im telling you things you already know,

I have been trying to write this every day,

But the words just wont go,

And my tears just get in the way,

You were my son and my best friend,

I dont know what to do without you,

My heart will be broken untill the end,

I am praying that God will show me what to do,

Fly high my son until we meet again.

 

Slaves of Darkness

They've lost

their souls

 

Now they are

dead

 

Rich

yet poor

 

Tangled in

strings

 

Slaves of

darkness

 

Consumed

by sin

 

Drowning in

clout

 

Some will commit 

suicide and long to die 

 

But will awaken in a new form

incarnated back into the hell they have created on earth

 

In seeking to gain the world

they have lost themselves

 

In Death  

 

Everyday

is night

 

Dark is their 

light

 

Chased by shadows

tormented by the voices of the dead

 

They know only pain

when they step outside it always rains 

 

They bring a curse on the land 

for what they do in secret is an abomination 

 

Coming out of their graves at night

to do the dirty deeds of their master

 

When the moon is yet full that is when 

the most evil occurs

 

They are a thorn,

a weed that springs up high 

 

All their fruit 

is Rotten 

 

Their apples are laden

with poison 

 
Working to earn the wages

of their sin

 

Which is Death 

 

The reward to die and to

burn 

 

Freed from the servitude 

of iniquity

 

Their undead souls

meet the matrimony of the flames

 

Finally they can Rest In Peace  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Ephesians 5:12 KJV


12 For it is a shame even to speak of those things which are done of them in secret.

Take your Prozac (Blue Pill)

There's ignorance 

and there's fake

ignorance

 

I can't help but feel that

people are acting and playing their

role in the Pyramid 

 

They can't be that stupid

 

They must know who's running the show 

 

There Is generational 

ignorance 

 

They put on the masks society tells them to wear 

 

And if you talk about the big  elephant in the living room 

 

They gaslight you and call you crazy 

 

So who can you trust

in this world of actors?

 

Where everything is the reverse 

 

Where people actively work to maintain the illusion 

of order they have constructed in their minds 

 

So, whose in on in it 

and whose not?

 

I'll let god be the judge.

 

I'm no conformer

and I'm no transformer

 

I believe in the truth 

not the fantasy 

 

On the other hand, some people would

rather plug their ears with beeswax 

and continue to live in denial of the truth

 

Faking ignorance 

playing their role 

 

Being a cog in the machine 

 

Taking the Prozac,

numbing the mind with the sorcery 

of the snake

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Overcome

Hammer:

again

and again

 

In the heat 

the steel

is forged

 

Hatred

of

evil

 

Forge the unbreakable

sword

 

The spirit 

cannot be broken

 

Overcome,

endure

 
In the Truth

 

 

 

Culling

Fake inoculation

radiation sickness

 

Fake pandemic

from the false illuminated

 

Population control by using

technology

 

Electromagnetic

eugenics

 

Fake Inoculation

via artificial implementation

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Crab Walk

Like a crab you 

walk backwards

 

Spiraling down into

the depths

 

Feeding off the scraps,

no good bottom feeder 

 

No truth to be found in

your black heart 

 

Once you are dead,

your meat spoils quickly 

 

Rancid and rotten that is

what you are

 

Insect of the ocean,

a useless, fruitless crab

 

Ready to be consumed,

and have your shell cracked open

 

Dipped in butter

into the mouth of nothingness 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MY SON

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poems
I saw you just two days before,
We talked a few minutes now I wish it was more,
And when we said good bye,
I never knew it would be the last time,
You left this world way to soon,
I found out the next day around noon,
That at four AM you had passed,
I would have tried to help if you would have just asked,
But instead you left this world all alone,
You never even called my phone,
Every day I think maybe it is a dream,
But it is not and everthing is as it seems,
It has been more days than I care to know,
I was not prepared to just let you go,
My world will never be the same,
Every day I want to call out your name,
Somehow I must say goodbye,
Till we meet again in the place above the sky.

Fishers of Men

Rise,

live

Fly

 

Don't fall,

dont sink

 

Love,

care,

help

 

Truth,

suffering,

 

Take my hand,

don't die 

 

Dont fall,

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Matthew 4:19-21 King James Version (KJV)

19 And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men

Hell is Real

Dread

of abyss

 

Earth opened up;

the living dead

 

Many go there

to suffer

 

Bodies on top of 

bodies

 

Lost hopes and

dreams

 

A place of 

despair

 

The soul sinks

into the earth

 

Departing from the corpse,

down into the catacombs

 

Down through the darkened

caverns

 

Into the furnace,

into the fire

 

They burn

They suffer

They cry

They die

 

No sleep

No peace

No relief

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mark 9:48 King James Version (KJV)

48 Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.