Great & Incomprehensible Things

Are you afraid?

Afraid enough to follow along?

We must remember,

All men are born and then die

As he was cursed to do so

If he is lucky he may live a little

In between these events.

Are you convinced you are right?

Do you believe the deceit?

Do you ever ask

What if I am wrong?

If you follow the crowd

Take the easy path

Will you be able to live with yourself?

Believe nothing

And yet keep the faith

Now is not the time for sleep

Shake the dreams from your hair

The Unknown is waiting, waiting

To tell you great and incomprehensible things

And sadly,

This time you won’t believe.

Darkness

My love

My little one

I have this desperate longing

To always protect you

From darkness

And this wicked world

Won’t allow it.

3 Sides To A Story

There are always three sides to a story. Usually we only hear one side. If we’re lucky we hear two sides. But rarely do we ever hear the third side. Which is the truth.

What’s real?

I don’t even know what’s real

And what isn’t real anymore

But the scariest part is

Just the simple fact I am even questioning this reality

Probably makes me more in touch with reality than most.

…take care of yourself, take care of each other… have no fear. Peace & love. H

your savior

I was not built for the apocalypse

For days like this

For sinking ships

Angry fists

For lying lips

The Judas kiss

The end of innocence

A broken government

For the swarms of locusts

Your savior sent.

Wounds

People don’t want to heal anymore

They want to pick at scabs

They want festering wounds

And poisoned apples

And justice

For crimes that may not even be real

Sides

Good vs evil

Light vs darkness

Do you even know what side you’re on?

Unloaded gun

Don’t look at the gun

Look at me

Look me in the eyes and tell me you’re done

Don’t look at the gun

It isn’t loaded

And I knew with certainty then

I’d rather die than spend another moment

With you.

Cup of coffee

The world is insane

And yet I can still sit here

Curled up on my couch

With my kid and my dog

And enjoy a cup of coffee.

Lazy Sunday afternoon

Lazy Sunday afternoon

Lost in the sound of the dog snoring

The tv downstairs gently lying

The sun is still shining

And I wonder how they will try to kill us next.