I like to think
In my whispered mind
That I am not who I am
Call me selfish
I don't care
Even God once cried
As he died
On that whispering cross
I bet it said as you say to me
Look at them this is your destiny
As he watched half of them leave
And the demons laughed
Half watched, watched him die
As you watch watch me cry
In my whispers whispering whispered mind
I made love to my better
In this fractured world
And he loved it and loved me
Maybe not so but somehow how Jesus does the world.
For I have been stabbed by those near
Crucified by those I hold dear
And once I thought of the knife
The knife slicing thin
Huh! So that's living in sin
But my love for him held me back
And as my demons whispered
I whispered back
'Maybe not tonight maybe at sunset
I wanna see the sun rise'
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PoetryI just want those who love poetry and our sad to know that some people understand and I'd know one save for God loves us and I love you and we can love each other and we're perfect and this is basically how I felt while I was in the deep stages of m...
