Racing down the empty road
Realizing I am now alone
Static fills my ears and fogs my mind
The path now seems unbearable
As if each step I take is excruciating
I cannot go any longer my soul has left me
Break me in two and chop me up fine
Use me as kindle I can start a fire
I can entice an army to go to war
I can change the boundaries of the mind
All this effort feels useless and stressful
Exhausting me I cannot take much more
The demons have broken down the gate
Yet in my despair I have been made new
My cold stone heart blossoming apart
My new heart a fleshy work of art
About the Creator
J. K. Anderson
A poet, author and journalist tied to the belief that Christ is YHWH. Open minded and eager to show my wild imagination to all people. I'm not a happy writer but I'm happy to write. All for fun.
Thanks for stopping by :)
@frame0fjosh
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