Ghost of a suicidal atheistA Poem by Somebrownnerd
Traditional knowledge eludes you.
Harboring woe, as a jealous jewel; Entrenched in greed, though it keeps you among us, you're no longer with us. As Christ walked water, so do you; taking each bemoaning step, the surface rippling from your actions. Viewing in hopelessness, the transparently teaming life below you, praying something will drag you under. That eternal environment consumes your logic, standing at the brim where emotions meet thought. Don't tug at those thread ridden wrists, you will fight the answers that seep out. Where are you? Why are you here? Who are you? Laying upon sheets of ruby red. Malefic actions. Jane - Your dead. © 2012 SomebrownnerdReviews
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StatsAuthorSomebrownnerdNorman, OKAboutIt's been five years, since I've put thoughts to words. Alas, the dam has finally broken. Wow have things changed quite a bit, I'm looking forward to being a part of this community again. So much t.. more..Writing
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