We were born with a diseaseA Poem by Aaron B.
Dear God in heaven Save us all Hell must be really bad Cause I look around And it feels like I’m living In a manmade hell PeoplestarvingthemselvesGirlscuttingChildrenmolestedWomenrapedsuicidesdaily I could go on for hours About how very fucked up We are All of us Dying Of a disease We where born with Living inside us all Killing us slowly Maybe if we ignore it long enough It might kill us slower? We all try to figure it out But we can’t seem to grasp That the disease can’t be cured By any manmade medicine It’s the cancer of our very souls That no chemo will ever Nuke out of us And then you come along And touch our wounds And heal us yet we are still wandering Searching for the cure Maybe this w***e Will cure my cancer Maybe this needle Will deaden the pain Maybe this shot of vodka Will all but drive away The thoughts That is driving me mad Slowly bleeding on the floor we just wanted to feel loved we all have a deficit We were born with a disease
© 2008 Aaron B.Author's Note
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Added on October 11, 2008Last Updated on October 25, 2008 AuthorAaron B.Charles Town, WVAboutAaron -LOVES- Jesus Music Star Wars Movies Donald Miller Marlboro Smooth Cigarettes Coffee RED MEAT aka STEAK Green Tea His Saturn SL-5 Reading Derek Webb Writing People Truth -HATES- Sin Lies Dram.. more..Writing
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