Living Onward/Forsaken

[Living Onward]

What happens when my thoughts are all that remain of me? Will anyone remember me for me? will the pages of the mind be enough to carry me onwards? will my words reflect the life I live? will the hate drown the joy, or will my hope save a life? am I a fire that can’t be tamed, or a shaken match left to smolder. my thoughts are often of love, hate, joy, pride, sorrow, and even of my Lord in Heaven. My thoughts, no matter what they’re about, normally lean towards darkness. they say garbage in garbage out but I see it darkness in demons out. because of this, when my thoughts are all that remain of me, I will live on.

[Forsaken]

Religion is the hope for those who have none. God is the father for those of no love. The Lord is oxygen. You don’t need to see it too know you need it. I can’t prove to you God is real but blind faith is strong faith. If eternal life is true then there is hope yet for the weak, but without it, we are but animals awaiting extinction. When I die don’t cry for me. I have hope and I have faith.

I have been forsaken by the world but not by God. My sins may break my faith but my true father loves me anyway. I am not accepted by man and I am hated by some of those I care about, however, my hope won’t fade. I will love and I will care as I am commanded. I have no trust and I have lost my mind. If I lose my care I lose my hope