Existence is a bead of light
Relative in size...
I can be your savior
I can be Your Martyr...
I can feel my flesh disintegrating
My tongue burns red as blood is regenerating...
Hey there. I know this isn't a normal poem as such...
If I stand...
On an old wooden cross,
beneath the blistering sun...
The end is so near but yet so far. when you think...
Wider than the ocean
more touching than the sun...
I open my heart to you
I want you to come in and see...
Sometimes I think life's not fair,
And I think God doesn't care...
This story is a true one
As honest as one can be...
God..
"Forgive me for I...
This cross around my neck is a symbol.
A symbol of God and heaven...