The Word
Forgive us are trespasses, for we not meant to make them. But humanity seeps through the cracks and even if I hear the the undying word I still cannot bring my mind to wrap around it. I am so sick, and infected with what I am and where I live, empty bliss, selfishness, let me live!
It pains me to see me struggle with the reality of this stupidity. Hear it, I'm screaming it, your heeding to it now. He is the oldest story in the book, he yearns for the one thing he cannot have. Such a pity, the potential he carries is boundless, if given the right direction he could take the world. But of course he doesn't want that, and those closest to him show him the path to darkness, lead him astray and into the valley of the dead. For he cannot possibly be alive, just take a glance!
I shall not fear when I walk through the valley of darkness for I am armed with the word and it and it alone is all I hear, for it was the word that tried to keep from the path of pain and suffering, yet I was blind. Listened to those destined to cause the pain and was lead astray and was lost, abandoned and alone. But it was he who cannot be named that saved me, for he never left. He only silenced so that I may see the truth and forever know that the word and only the word shall set me free. Not the foolishness of those blinded by their own path. Whether they choose it or are born with that abnormality is irrelevant, they are still wrong and because of that fact and that fact alone I proven correct time and time again. Prove me otherwise I dare you. If not? Then the word will once again be all I hear, for it is all I hear when I am sleeping. It is he who is there when I lay my head to rest and when I wake. Not the malice that is others. Such a pity they cannot see. For all they spit it is all in vain with two simple words...Prove it...
It pains me to see me struggle with the reality of this stupidity. Hear it, I'm screaming it, your heeding to it now. He is the oldest story in the book, he yearns for the one thing he cannot have. Such a pity, the potential he carries is boundless, if given the right direction he could take the world. But of course he doesn't want that, and those closest to him show him the path to darkness, lead him astray and into the valley of the dead. For he cannot possibly be alive, just take a glance!
I shall not fear when I walk through the valley of darkness for I am armed with the word and it and it alone is all I hear, for it was the word that tried to keep from the path of pain and suffering, yet I was blind. Listened to those destined to cause the pain and was lead astray and was lost, abandoned and alone. But it was he who cannot be named that saved me, for he never left. He only silenced so that I may see the truth and forever know that the word and only the word shall set me free. Not the foolishness of those blinded by their own path. Whether they choose it or are born with that abnormality is irrelevant, they are still wrong and because of that fact and that fact alone I proven correct time and time again. Prove me otherwise I dare you. If not? Then the word will once again be all I hear, for it is all I hear when I am sleeping. It is he who is there when I lay my head to rest and when I wake. Not the malice that is others. Such a pity they cannot see. For all they spit it is all in vain with two simple words...Prove it...
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