Like some parallel universal, it was monument.
Got to be a warning from all that went wrong.
Would get more warped out of the world.
I did not realize, the lies are known as truth.
We all got each other wrong, this is a mistake
that I cannot trade back. It keeps getting more
deranged. I suffer not the hand of devil, but the
God.
That will accept me, but not allow me
and heaven almighty
never lands. Leaves me empty.
Made it so I will suffer slow.
Death is all he'd deliver,
and heaven almighty.
Like some parallel
creature, it was monumental.
Or a moment I wanted to be on cloud nine.
Except eternity; is worthless when we lived out our lives.
Because to discover heaven as some endless repeating
cycle.
To be close to someone.
Got to be a warning from all that went through yesterday's rapture.
Would I had got warped too. Even the celestial banquet can
be too much of consumption,
we'd eat the world itself.
So I thought it wrong,
when I wanted to fly
but I got too close to the Son of God.
And I fell...too.
Because I was not
grounded in his powers.
Just wanted to be loved, for myself
it wasn't easy. While to be loved by others
was not supposed to be.
I wondered...
All the time I want to pull the curtain back
to find what or who was behind the scenes.
Looking at the darkness, that plays the role
when the hero destroys; the villain saves
the world.
As heaven itself
was playing for keeps.
To erase my place.
In this vast ocean.
Am I my own lifesaver,
when I don't find
anyone.
- Author: ReflectionShadow (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 23rd, 2024 18:00
- Comment from author about the poem: I will sink and/or swim, but I never found anyone to help me out.
- Category: Spiritual
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