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THE DARKNESS I was there with me in the darkness no one talking no one calling just me the darkness the shame my failures I looked out the window kept the light off didn't need it for I knew I was alone in the darkness the wind had its menacing torment on my front tree the rain falling laughed at me in my sorrow I could not find anyone who spoke my name for it was late and the stars mocked my life I was there with me in the darkness with my gun my shame my empty echo so I pulled the trigger in the darkness the empy space fell into the abyss like my name and my purpose creation became silent as the sun rose once more for everyone above my darkness @MarquisAmon

Nothing I said nothing Just watched through the window a horror a break in the soul I said nothing Just walked away from the window of suffering a shattered crack in my soul I said nothing As I watched her with him a broken promise A dirty secret A suffering to last me for eternity Nothing left for me to say

The sun is coming up in 2 hours and that frightens me today for I know I'm on a losing streak whiskey not working any longer moonlight reminding me of my failures like a woman bent on revenge a crow wont leave my porch just sits there watching me like a ghost, that knows my soul The sun is coming up in 2 hours and that hurts me inside where I hide For I know I'm on a broken boat sinking Rum isn't making me feel any stronger stars betraying my prayer to be left alone a crow wont leave my porch just sits there watching me like a memory of my youth before I lost myself The sun is coming up in 2 hours and that follows me into a depression havocking destruction in my heart for I know I'm on the end of a rope getting high doesn't want to be my friend any more moonlight sending me a song about suicide a crow wont leave my porch just sits there watching me like an executioner who is committed to my mortality MarquisAmon 2023

I woke up to the sounds that confused me I woke up to greet all the pain that wasn't mine, yet became me I woke to smell the disease, that smelled so sweet I woke to taste the lies, that had me hungry for more I woke up to fall into the pit of weakness, in a grasp to be stronger I woke up to the voice of judgments law, begging for freedom I woke up to the the empty space in the dark, trying to light a candle I woke up to see nothing, hear nothing, that truly matters, to me I woke up to lose everything, that I would have given away for free I woke up to let go of me, in that place where no one ever noticed I lived I woke up ---- to die I died - To live again Forever MarquisAmon 2023

I sat there he spoke of lightning from the sky punishment get on your knees to make yourself right I sat there he spoke of purity the lesson was you must clean yourself but there was some where else I wanted to be I sat there he said pay your 10% the lord shall resolve you but i was to busy pulling the cocain from my shoe for it made me feel happy, well, maybe for a moment I sat there he said suffering is the way God Loves you so I pulled the pint out from my coat and again,for a moment, did not feel that pain inside I sat there He said take this bread and you will be saved intoxicated I thought at that moment of the homeless starving I sat there because they told me I will burn For god loved me so if you do not obey the rules I sat there the song started playing the girls started praying the men started begging my eyes felt tears falling I sat there because I only wanted a father who loved me without judgement, maybe just for awhile I sat there because I needed something beautiful to

It is not in dying that is hard but in living with youself Which becomes the struggle

Propaganda gossip betryal lies persecution neglect abandoned starvation cold faithless anger rage revenge jelousy faithless judas hopeless denial empty godless failure neglect sorrow dreamless wisper fragil shame testimony rebirth faith hope strength belief sacrifice love death cemetery Understanding

Overdose I woke up knowing I was not free I woke up killing me once again I woke up bottle on the floor I woke up gun in my hand I woke up knowing it was over I woke up knowing she was on that plane I woke up Poured it in my glass again I woke up to look out the broken door again I woke up Sleeping in a lie of suffering I woke up to die on a memory I woke up to close my eyes again I woke up Knowing I would never be strong again I woke up music playing my last song I woke up Knowing it was over the cliffs edge I woke up knowing they don't want to remember me I woke up bible in the hand I woke up to go back to sleep with a lie I woke up to pray for death I woke up hearing nothing but the bottle hitting the floor, again I woke up to sing with that song on the radio, that makes me sleep I went to sleep accepting fate on a mountain road at night I went to sleep trying to kill myself once again I went to sleep knowing she was gone I went to sleep wanting to not be

MYSTERY MAN They say they saw him at night walking in the shadows so they said he was an evil man They say they saw him at night walking downtown when everyone was sleeping so they said he was a bad man They say they saw him at night walking down the road to the cemetery so they concluded he was a dangerous man They say they saw him eating alone in the park at night so they said he must be without any reservation a cursed man They say they saw him at night throwing rocks into the pond near the boat ramp so they concluded he was a frightening man They gathered in their clans and decided he must be, probably was, or sureley could be a very frightening man in that final judgement They say they saw him yesterday at church praying drinking the wine They could only conclude that he was that he must be without any doubt for sure be a mystery I to saw him yesterday looking back at me from the mirror on my wall So I got on my coat late at night walked into the shadows of the

Lies You stalked me I stalked you Drinking on the porch Hoping in faithlessness Kiss of Wine Touching of Lies speaking in the words of manipulation money is our lie our lie is our love toast and jam on whisky naked on the porch telling one another how we want things believing in it for a moment the casting of the children returning from the sorrow the master is our fear it is our hope to be what we can not be we are guided by illusions of prosperity naked on the bed emotion of the dead lies of those who know us betrayed by our own words MarquisAmon 2023