faith

  • 11:37PM

    It can’t be 11PM. It cannot be that late. I only have felt the rush of motivation in the last two hours. Why am I like this? Am I sabotaging something that wants to be destroyed? Rip and tear. What a comfort of what has not been there. The absent has always haunted me. I…

  • PIG FLESH

    THAT STUPID FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT. Look into my eyes as the fire envelopes you. Finally a Hell I can peer into. As you writhe in the inferno, I scan the patterns upon your crackled skin. Screams depleted to steam, all sound succumbs to the smoke. Finally, a God I can worship. What cleansing power,…

  • For Nothing

    I have been praying to God to help me. No amount of shame or guilt will prevent me from achieving my goal. I hope that the Lord will guide me into a new incentive. That’s what I’ve been fixated on lately; the incentive. Call it a carrot dangling on a stick, but any escape from…