He takes the long way to school everyday
So he will see no one during his walk
He knows no one loves him in anyway
All that Jesus stuff is nothing but talk
Inside of him, the pain builds fast
He screams so loud that only he can hear
The pain is still there, and there’s only one way out
He pulls out a knife and slashes his wrist
The pain fades as the paramedics come in
He sees hell and heaven or some place between
But now he’s committed the ultimate sin
He says Lord forgive me, please make me clean
God says to him, I know your situation
And how you thought I didn’t exist
But I offer to you salvation
Even though you cut your wrist
I shall love you, for you are my son
And forgive you for your past
But you must know I am only the one
Whose love for you will always last











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... When do you write poetry best? Me. I write my best when i am mad and upset and angry and ... well, you get the picture.
I was just frolicking around, so i thought Id leave you a comment. I hope everything is going well in your life and... your not stressing yourself out or anything horrible like that!
Hope to hear from you soon!
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