Simple passionate words escape my lips
like a prisoner making a jail break.
The fires of desire spread with inhuman
speed across the dry fields consuming
everything in sight.
I am overflowing with desperate needs
which rise from the depths of the
ocean floor of my being.
I writhe in sackcloth and ashes praying
for the soothing solution to my problems.
Yet there is no answer for me even though
I diligently seek it upon the gentle
whispering winds of the gods of fate.
With nothing more to live for I take the
fatal plunge into the afterlife hoping to end
every vestige of pain and strife in my life.
Yet there is no peace for I have ended up
in a place much worse than the garbage heap
I used to live in. For I never took the time
to know Jesus Christ in my life.
Donavon Scott Vinson
"And if thy right hand offend thee,
pluck it out, and cast it from thee:
for it is profitable for thee that
one of thy members should perish,
and not that thy whole body should
be cast into hell." Matthew 5:29 KJV