a poem

[eulogist]

"Early Riser"

My falling star lucky charm,
follows a untrodden path,
winding through the woods,
diving in and out of the sanctuary of love,
and bridging together the unforgotten bitterness of temptation.

I wish nothing but the best fate one can have when crushed by a fallen boulder,
but yet,
I want to see the laughter come,
and come again,
can I settle for something pure and holy?

Do what you wish with me,
for I am a tool to be recokened with,
a good assumtion comes to you,
when the gold has feel off the side of the crust of the Earth,
religion speaks to me,
tells me to have faith,
in being faithless,
dark whispers screathe through my ears,
and a paw comes crashing through my roof.

Wanna roam the forbidden territory of sand?

Preach now to the flock,
the ones who blind themselves,
the ones who cannot be beside their own guilt without crying in their drug enduced marriage.

Windshield slams onto the face,
and I still love your emboding taste of life.