Submissions by jordi
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
It's All Bad
It's all bad...
I can hear God calling my name
I'm the only one to blame
Now I'm hear with this rifle next to my
Brain
And its just... It's all bad.
I'm trying to keep my hopes high
Maybe in heaven I'll be able to fly
This is where my plan falls through
I ask God for forgivness
For the things I'm 'bout to do
It's all bad..
I mean this pain is all too
Real
At this moment my
Fate is sealed
God if you can hear my plea
Please help me to see
...
I can hear God calling my name
I'm the only one to blame
Now I'm hear with this rifle next to my
Brain
And its just... It's all bad.
I'm trying to keep my hopes high
Maybe in heaven I'll be able to fly
This is where my plan falls through
I ask God for forgivness
For the things I'm 'bout to do
It's all bad..
I mean this pain is all too
Real
At this moment my
Fate is sealed
God if you can hear my plea
Please help me to see
...
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Marry Me
Take my hand and follow me.
I love you more than I can dream.
As we walk along on this beach please listen.
The sunlight hits the water just right and it glistens.
So many things I know can go wrong.
Just know this won’t take long.
As I take your hand in mine
All I can think is please be the right time.
That would be the one thing that I fear.
My heart pounds so loud I think you can hear.
I say “I love you” one more time.
God you were the perfect find.
Finally I drop...
I love you more than I can dream.
As we walk along on this beach please listen.
The sunlight hits the water just right and it glistens.
So many things I know can go wrong.
Just know this won’t take long.
As I take your hand in mine
All I can think is please be the right time.
That would be the one thing that I fear.
My heart pounds so loud I think you can hear.
I say “I love you” one more time.
God you were the perfect find.
Finally I drop...
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A Sinner's Mind
Oh me oh my; I think this is the end.
Oh how much I have sinned.
What would it matter if just for one night
I put my gloves down and ended the fight?
Just to close my tired eyes
And say good-bye.
As I hold this gun heavy with lead
I think back to how much I have bled
I speak to myself: “Am I even sane?”
No, a sane person doesn’t feel this much pain.
My eyes shut and I sing a lovely tune.
Then I count down in my head
THREE...
TWO...
ONE...
...
Oh how much I have sinned.
What would it matter if just for one night
I put my gloves down and ended the fight?
Just to close my tired eyes
And say good-bye.
As I hold this gun heavy with lead
I think back to how much I have bled
I speak to myself: “Am I even sane?”
No, a sane person doesn’t feel this much pain.
My eyes shut and I sing a lovely tune.
Then I count down in my head
THREE...
TWO...
ONE...
...
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