Addiction

I just wanted to say thank you, thank you very much for listening
Your attention to my words shines...

The ink that flows
through
me
is like
the feeling
a junkie
gets...

You burdenly bear the troubles of many
Thouroughly processing your thoughts
To suffer so much...

Sadness is my life
always strife
No home no love
Yet nothing to give me hope
...

For ten days I wrote,
around me built a mote.

Screamed did my soul.

All my life...

Soil isn’t the dirt on this earth.
Coin is the filth of which we cursed.
Standing on...

"Be a blank canvas,
and the colors seen,
let them be,
what Jesus wants you to mean,...

"Mr. or Ms. Active Addict,
what you are always,
searching for,
longing for,
is...

"I'm letting you go,
I hope you fly,
streaks of,
mirrored sunshine,
through the...

I do still miss the kiss ,
of your poisons,
Ill fated,
Addictive stain.

The...

I just wrote this poem from my head
no editing nor need
to proof read
poetry flows...

Neither fame, nor fortune sought,
sans this anonymous wordsmith,
whose quirky pastiche (no...

"My fellowship,
with the people,
who follow God,
and The Son,
on His Right Hand...

"I pray you let Jesus,
lift you up,
high among the stars,
and that you shine,
...