If you knew the things that traveled through my mind you'd probably never even talk to me and totally avoid me when you saw me. I wouldn't even blame you, though I claim to be a Christian things that move throughout my psyche could be anything but godly.
I could wish death upon the most innocent of people, for convenience, if it helped me pay the rent and buy some groceries. I can't even remember the last time that I helped somebody selflessly and not because I thought that they would owe me. And slowly, I sink into a comfortable place and as I slump to a daze become to dumb to escape. I can feel my heart flutter with disgust for myself, but I can let nobody know this cause they'll damn me to hell. I'm locked inside an Alcatraz strummin on an Alvarez with no strings and no air and now I'm runnin out of breath. Stuck inside an Alcatraz and if I gotta rock a scarlet letter than I might as well just rock a scarlet alphabet.
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