chaos leads me to where they want
they make me sleep under shooting helicopters it guides me to lethal fire water
it vaporizes my soul it taunts me through the bridges of emptiness for its master’s gain
against my will i crawl through the tunnels of the brothers of hell i too have bent to darkness because i have no choice its laws and regulations punish me
its servant prepares a toe tag for me among the million files of others fallen you judge my disease with disgust my blood dried on the tile flooring
judgement and prejudice flanks me till the day i die and eternity will find a way to erase me
words less spoken 
Wow. Powerful (as always). Appreciate the sort of combining of Ps. 23 and a “cursing psalm”. Love both Ps. 23 and all the cursing psalms, that is. Don’t we all feel like bashing our enemies’ babies’ heads against rocks sometimes as in Psalm 137 rather than strolling by still waters?
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yes it’s a cruel season in LA dear friend thanks for reading ×0
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hugs and love…
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That last line, whoa! Loved it all, Marisela!
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thank you Susi enjoy your time off ❤
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You’re welcome, dear! I am so far! ❤
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