Submissions by Gracey

In Zion, On the highest peak is where the fortress stood. Behind it's eerie  exterior, broken glass and crumbling stone hides the promise land.

This promise land where in present day we find no promises. It's just a place full of blood, sweat and tears shed. It's a place where God dwells amongst his chosen people and the faithless.

Right where the river drifts.

The young recruits are destitute about the realities of war. Through their lack of insight they failed to see the devil behind their making.

With loyalty in their hearts they lay down their lives....

The need to sleep starts to kick in. The drink spills again. In desperation I lick It up, like my self respect, my money, upped and left.

I've been living at the bottom of glass houses and I'm drowning. There seems to be no door or off button with self destruction.

When the shakes kick in, that's when I am desperate to escape this. I am alone as I stumble awkwardly down this empty road, everything inside me hurts until the vodka hits the back of my throat.

The day breaks, time for it to start again. eyes heavy and sore, I don't feel a thing any more. I depend on a...