Thawed
By: Mrs. Lady Enthralling
As the natural deja blue waters of me
Has thawed out and I am running
Around drum sound crazy.
Something in my spirit seems
So hard to try and fade me
But my Jehovah God is what
Created me,
And I have all these ghost that
Stinks up my ash tray,
And when looking in to my
Own face its un normal
And it scares me.
How devilish I can be
And how its so hard when
Some one try and know me
Not knowing I have murderous
Anticipation that kills the kindly need.
If you open up the freezer
Of my mind you will find
The icicles of adversaries
I have packed up for lunch meat
For knocking on the door of
Psycho path me.
I just thawed out the twin in me
That walks side by side with me
Who protect you mortals
Because sometimes I feel
Like I am Satan’s daughter
In the pockets of your un spent quarters
Is my picture the future horror
Of creating a new Babylon.
I am the one un thawing
Fakes walking around speaking
In tongue saying you can heal me.
Well,
If you can heal me then
Why am I still troubled?
Why must I be received strange
Like I am not sober?
Just move out the cover of my face
Because I am a mate who plays
With the destruction of egos minds.
I am in the corner of your hall way
With the ax in my hand about to
Hand rock the cradle
Slaughter sign.
Julia Herring
© Julia L. Clark Registration Number Txu 1 - 259- 764, All rights reserved
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i guess the devil found a small entry so he came in on my baby but it was a one time write you seem like your old self nice job


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do it girl i liked this alot.


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thanks dear oh my how are you
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So True
Good thoughts,Hope you are well.
"BOO"
(nice background and picture)

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Torrential!
I could hear the winds blowing as
the rains descend. Blackened clouds
gathering around a house of sin.
A little girl crying in the depth of never
looking for a small piece of heaven.
Bitches unattentive to a real human being
uttering toxic waste about places they
never been. its always a struggle with
the devil to find peace. when hell is on
earth and love is deceased.
I hear you baby. prayers of blessings
for a soul in mourning. Keep your head up.
sincerely,darell


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