The Lord said: come all who are weak and weary. My burden is light and easy. Light and easy My own is anything but. It’s not all self-inflicted. In these … Continue reading Salvation for the 2020’s
The Lord said: come all who are weak and weary. My burden is light and easy. Light and easy My own is anything but. It’s not all self-inflicted. In these … Continue reading Salvation for the 2020’s
Friendship is a funny thing,
The way it changes the rules.
A phone call can be exciting
Mutual interests binding like glue
You’re suddenly willing to do favors
And it’s a relief to be able to complain
No strings, just reciprocating
Fun, games, anti-stressing
A relationship blooming in time
Trusts earned almost painlessly
Through joy and care and mutual secrecy
A found family that is mine
In my heart lies a glass door
Behind it lies a demon
pretending to be a saint
Her room, blood red
adorned with pictures
A secret hall of fame
Different emotion, different frame
She won’t stop herself from going
Better broken than dead
Where can’t she go?
Earth to Heaven,
Joy rides past Hell
Don’t you dare trust her
She’s too much for her own good
Her emotions lead to ruin
Her frailty spells doom
Cracks beneath the surface
It’s a plain fragile thing
my heart is a glass door
I keep it protected
trapping my demon inside
I keep it padlocked and hidden
This glass door of mine
Treat it like buried treasure
Heart-spoken silicone dioxide