Bleeding Ink

Mon, 06/10/2013 - 22:17 -- rrred64


United States
32° 58' 4.242" N, 96° 53' 19.392" W

I’m kinda new to this,
But I see how great your love truly is.
I also see a crazy mess,
And it’s bringing me distress.
Kindness obsolete;
And sometimes kept descrete,
Out of fear of looking weak.
Yet, I’m giving heart and soul.
Sometimes I lose control.
But can you really blame me?
All these people being shady.
This world is my test.
I’m trying to do my best.
But my chest gets full of anger,
All I hear is this clamor.
Peoples dissatisfaction,
Seeing the enemy in action.
They all feel abandoned,
And I’m sittin’ here astounded;
Cause I lost my friend ‘Quis.
And I still find some faith in me,
To get down on my knees.
And I pray…
And pray.
But its like its all in vain.
Please I need some guidance,
Someone to confide in.
The people I trust most,
They’ll be the ones scruitinizing.
I’m weak – OH, soo weak..
I’m still begging you please..

This silence it kills…

So I just let this INK spill..

Till the prophecy fulfils.


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