I am like a puppet to my sadness. In His hands he holds the strings. Sometimes he tugs hard and I wail in pain. Other times it's a gentle nudge and I find myself a quiet place to weep.
Once He jerked me about all at once. My mind began flooding with the promises you made and how you broke them all. I went outside and picked up the first thing I saw, a piece of wood. I then threw it with all my might at the block wall and raised my head to the full moon. I cursed your name and shouted, "Fuck You Mother Fucker!"
Tears of beautiful release came pouring out.
Once He jerked me about all at once. My mind began flooding with the promises you made and how you broke them all. I went outside and picked up the first thing I saw, a piece of wood. I then threw it with all my might at the block wall and raised my head to the full moon. I cursed your name and shouted, "Fuck You Mother Fucker!"
Tears of beautiful release came pouring out.
