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"Thoughts"
I can feel your frustration weeping
An angry fire rising from depths
Of Hades
Engulfing vanity
I know you want to destroy
All things of beauty
It’s in your eyes, the windows to
Your true intent
Instead of an easy yoke
I pull one meant for a beast of burden
Such as an oxen or a bull
The wait is crippling
I want to just set it down and run away
But I fear the master will come quickly
And punish me for my disobedience
That's why you walk around believing
That the these things which hurt
Are all punishments from God
For your sin?
Yes
I still fear His wrath whenever
I do something dirty
I'm never going to be good enough for Him
For anyone
Or for Heaven
Forever
You do seem screwed up
Not living the "narrow path" are we?
No peace now
Know these things
No hope for future times
These days I'm more robot than man
Doing things which are just habit
Or ingrained in my members
Hungry, I eat
Tired, I sleep
Need money, work
That's my life in 44 ASCII characters
What do you say when asked, how are things?
I got nothing
None to be one with
No faith to share
No children to grow
No oceans to fill
No days to look forward too
No futures bright
No dreams to dream
No joy to spread
No wisdom to lend
No heart to pin
No life to live
No purpose to give
Nothing
That's me in an almond nutshell
The size of Montana
