~Exit Door~

Dry as a bone

Like a corpse

This is me


Of the struggle

Courage where is thy hand

Exiting quickly

No lingering

Of prayer

Belief of Polarity

Do you feel this way too

Wretched life

Don’t flatter yourself

It’s not just you

On my mind

A culmination 


The post 

Over & over

Hit target audience

Hell just hit the target

I’ve not figured

What target I must hit

Where is thy love my Lord

I don’t feel anything 

My mind is a Blu Ray

All shitty memories

Won’t go away

The memories sit 


Calling to me