for you

Jalso

 

On the Borders of blasphemous

And the venomous words

that come out onto the papers!

I direct this towards you

but not towards the feelings inside!

 

You say it’s not intended

when you don’t know the suspended

Suspensions in the life

 of a person of many peoples in the world.

The dark places change a person’s mind

the cries that reach out.

 

I don’t want to be the enemy of

One that isn’t an enemy.

 

This is blasphemy, I would agree.

The devil is me, he’s shouting

“set me free!”

I won’t release him

Until my time of need.

respect the fact that i want you to undrstand.

but i know you cant and wont.

  • Author: Jalso (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2011 13:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy.
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Comments1

  • Cheeky Missy

    But, the devil isn't wanting to be set free....since when? It's his prey that needs freedom, seems to me.

    • Jalso

      im going to try to be clear and nice as posable
      this was directed towards you.
      "On the Borders of blasphemous" at the begining of the song

      "I direct this towards you

      but not towards the feelings inside!"

      ___________________________________
      "You say it’s not intended

      when you don’t know the suspended

      Suspensions in the life"

      i am sorry but i must say this too
      not all these are about God or religeon.
      im not going to laugh, i respect the compairasins that you make with my poems and songs. i thank you for likeing them, but they are all preaty much the same.
      the part were it says "This is blasphemy, I would agree.

      The devil is me, he’s shouting

      “set me free!”

      I won’t release him

      Until my time of need."

      this my mind my other me if you will, is wanting to get out and cause distruction to all thoughs who have aposed and made fun of me.





      • Cheeky Missy

        Well, I suspected as much, when I read the first lines, and cringing dared to comment....perhaps you'd rather I not, or perhaps I'd be wiser to leave off and well enough alone...I'm not wanting to be your antagonist, so perhaps I'd best just end my commenting on your stuff with this fine tribute of yours to our little interactions. Just don't think I am accusing you of blasphemy because of my comment yesterday, I'm not. And thank you VERY much for explaining it to me...I so wish I could be a friend to you, but guess not.

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