of tomorrow and forever


the bitter cold of
pending death

the uncertainty of
what is to come

that fine fucking
line of tomorrow
and forever

broken souls know
only the pain

not everyone gets
to be loved

to be cherished

to be blessed

to be lifted up on high
and experience the joys
of what the other side
gets to call life

been over forty years
since your grandmother
told you to go pick the
switch you were going
to be beaten with

they never knew a
young child knew
the chaos of a butchers
knife and being pushed
to the absolute end

fine lines indeed