Pain is my heroin, she is my only accepting bride.
The more this world injects inside,
the more I am able to philosophize as I strategize.
When the world tries to destroy me it fails,
because I have already crossed that path under a ship’s sail.
While inflicting pain on myself with a cat of 9 tails.
When my adversary by their own hand wants to hide.
I pick up my pen and my guitar with love and begin to spiritualize.
As I live in a world of darkness on the edge of suicide.
I find love, hope, and grace from He who the world crucified.