Sold

Death begins at birth, and now, in this moment,

I am dying.

Sin and infection have spread, and I am sick,

terminally ill.

Through the person I have made- it lives,

talking in tounges.

Do the others know ?

I hope your new home continues to make you smile,

when you're six feet under and the maggots

are enjoying your soul.

Awful Direction

This is a new adventure for me, moving outside my journal and onto the web. For anyone reading this I wish that you would be 100 percent honest with me when I post my poetry or stories. I see a crossroad in my life, I will be graduating high school in the fall, and like most, I am lost-to an extent. I desire to experience something that is mine, that I can grasp onto, a better understanding of who I am. Also, my parents do not seem to understand, I want an adventure, out west or the AT for a few weeks. So forgive me if I bore you but I need to write this more for me I guess. If anything I would be happy to get feedback on this, personal life stories, or just tell me it's normal to want to get out of your small town life and involve yourself in Gods creative world.