When I was 9
I was quickly awoken early one morning,
like a Christmas morning...
me and my two brothers were rushed into a room waiting for the big surprise,
but the room had no tree with fairy lights no presents neatly rapped instead,
my mother and stepfather announced that my father was found hanging from a tree in the bushlands of Maitland
I had to see dad in that coffin
But my stepfather made it just so we were late for my fathers open casket....
I gave up,
When that tree held him up..
Never have I filled the floor with such tears like that mourning!
A Rainy Day
you I needed you?
I wish you were dead!
Mirror Me Not
Sin seems to know no
it creeps in with a kiss
it's flavour for fleshly lips
death is it's only tip.
A high price for a low life
sin seems to exist even in the desert
Sin is a wish, that's never granted.
Sin is the seed that all men have planted,
Deep within there heart
Deep in a dead soul.
Sin lies saying...
“ill make you whole”.
at such a big toll,
Sin seeks to devour
seeks for power.
Committed sin leaves you in need for a bath or shower scrubbing till you bleed for three hours,
dirty and disgusted with yourself with your spiritual health.
Sin giving a beating
leaving you seething an deceiving yourself...
your satin himself!
look deeper than the mirror you'll realise your a sinner consuming more than your share of dinner.
“your a winner”
While you loose yourself
while you choose yourself
till you kill yourself!
You need assistance
Sin will soothe the noose for Ya
imagine what it'll do to ya.
Oh how much you hate the indication,
that sin is so sedating.
I know we're all pertaining to the sin all are creating.
Lifetime chasing those shadows
hes Tired, contrite an heartbroken, tears of flavour
flow down his cheek‘ an
how he feels so weak , weary waisting away.
He doesn’t even eat!
Hes not half the man he was
it was the sex, drugs an the drink “I think”.
Now he chases those shadows around a small home all alone. Strange noises and voices,
“Oh why did he make those choices”.
He screems in his heart...
“all that happened from the start!”
some say a miracle, some say a work of Gods art.
“the art of war
a scare to the core, a score to settle with the devil,
chork up marking up the board selflessness, helplessness , worthless,
and waiting for the end of the battle“.
He spent a lifetime chasing one shadow...
I know no love
all I know is lavish
lust and lonely ness
all I know is simply flesh.
Lust followed by loss
the cost of a sinner man
women, like dinner for me man...
a thorn in my side a splinter in my finger with no heat in the winter man,
The crimes of a sinner man.
Say a prayer...
I'm afraid life but a drowning set of waves
Fear of falling fear of failing
Leaving trails of blood and savoury tears
I'm afraid year's come with tourment, trauma, stress and mental torcher.
I'm afraid for her,
She but a slave for a man...
I'm afraid she'll be so brave so bold
And all the cards she's been given
Will be bloughed an she'll fold
Bathing in blood waters
She lays body lifeless drained and cold.
The world is perfectly balenced
The little good you may see and feel
Outweighs the bad.
Their is always a sunrise after a dark
Trials and tribulation build character.
If you need help and support, it's out there
Just cry out.
Mistakes make you learn and grow.
The suffering you go through could help you to add to a good world.
A whisper can spark a revolution.
The power is with the people,
And God is for them
He will only give us what we can handle.
Yeshua the Christ
Overcame the world.
: Hope this helps...
Keep Ya head up!
35 years today on this planet
felt I would lay in an early grave though,
gave up on one of the fatherless and misguide,
“your gonna die on your birthday...I name you reprobate! and taistless you lost all your savour from years of sinning in my name son,
To ashes you’ll go not even a grave bro!
knowone will know I cut you down on your birthday though!
All those times I saved you,
you still cursed my name
living full of sin and vain,
My son will you still persist with
these silly games?”
Wade with the wind.
Time an time again I rise
from a constant falling,
time an time again
I find the floor
on bended knee crying
pleading forever calling.
The days just
seem to get darker
in the sun,
without a doubt life just gets harder after childish fun.
Maybe tomorrow ill run and never look back.
I'll join the wind, you'll never see me,
ill be your feeling....
chase me if you must
but you'll never catch
ill be one with the weather.
A forever man
blowing up desert sands
raining on parched distant lands. Wisdom in the winds,
plans for my wax wings
gaining ground without a sound, sipping on a sunshower.
Freedom from the tick of time! gripping a shooting star.
Bathing in rain clouds
Riding rainbows I am elemental,
I left my flesh with the rest of the toxic mess.
I gave up on lifes poxy test...
when I'm mad I speak with thunder...
when I fight myself lightning descends to earth.
I never wanted a screaming birth since then I've been haunted an cursed !
ill never be life's wife:
I whistle through the rustling leaves instead,
I'm the reason you can breathe
I'm four seasons in every second,
I arrive and leave before the whole world bleeds....
before mother earth is deserted after sciences and space travel
illusions of advancement,
it's all disenchantment.
Make a wish your dreams will be swiftly granted find a seed and plant it.
Fuck it that’s how JA plans it.
If it wasent for drugs
i don’t think I’d get up
im tryin to find reasons to live
life on life’s terms
every turn of the sun
closer to death
no jokes to tell
and nothing to remembe....