BURNING THE 7th CIRCLE

I never really knew anything previously held to be true. Hell is cooking a storm that will blow by all. This too shall to pass. I am going pray. All I have is today. It is lonely, but it is allright. Hope springs from the filthiest places and I believe that I am no exception. If only questions were asked before the shooting started. Deceit is betrayal's bitter fruit. The taste on my tounge does not easily slip away. Let Kingdoms come, I will find my way. It is allright.