What can i say? having a soft spot for religions of any kind it seemed natural...Belive in my words when I say.....

Is it easy?

Why is it so easy,
to say the mean things you never dreamed of.
How can it feel so good,
to hurt someone who hurt you?
Isn't it eaisier to just forget?
to lie alone and not remember,
OR,
to lie still and never forget?

It would be nice,
to never remember,
it would be not be bliss,
to sit amongst the ambrosia,
and never forget sweet words of promised love,
some how,
upon the bald plateaus,
the spirit left me,
the golden glow I bathed my head upon fled,
leaving behind the darkest of winters.

The snow kissing my brow,
absolving me from sin,
feeling my sadness,
whirling me by my hands in a glorious dance,
By my heart in a danse macabre.

Isn't it lovely,
to feel the pain flee?
isn't it wonderful?
to find someone to love me,
and climb down,
from my charmed golgotha,
I await my reserrection,
and kiss the burnt feet of shattered minds,
dansing above the wavelengths,
living in a garden of delight.

Is it wrong?
to feel the need,
the want of strong arms encircling me?
Is it wrong to feel want?
for firm lips touching my body?
pouring into my empty soul,
the love it so desperately needs.

Yes it is wrong,
for the longer I want,
the more bitter I become,
the more bitter I become,
it is the more I will push you away.