A Heartfelt Welcome

To those of you who call me friend, those of you that call me love, those of you who call me brother, those of you that call me son, those of you who call me hero, & those of you who don't know me at all: I welcome you to the mind of a man who's destined to save the world...
1 word at a time.

Thursday, January 27, 2011


Is filling my void
Urges to love or hate
Are destroyed

There is nothing

An empty glass bottle
That once had the carbonation
Of emotions bubbling
On its insides
Stands alone
At room temperature
No warmth
No coldness
Just dry

Just a guy
Who's tried
To control his pride
As the people he loved
So dearly
Have him

Call me Jesus
But I don't wanna die
For my people's sins
I used to though
Unconditional Love
in my heart used to flow
But now if you were
To speak into my soul
You would hear your own

I feel nothing

No more blood
Boiling or freezing
in my veins
But I know
Its still flowing
Because my life
Is sustained

2 rivers
Unknowingly & uncontrollably
stream on both sides
Of my face
They're not of pain
They're not of sorrow
They're not of joy

Tears of nothing

When I say this
You may be appalled
But I both love & hate
that I'm feeling
The feeling of not feeling

Its amazing
that you can still feel

Nothing at all

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