What dreams have transpired because of this fantastic lie
I’ve lived

Fantasizing of the better days to come!

I should have known that the blackest of demons reside in
the few holy joys

Locked tight within this lost and battered boy.

I am not a man,

But a toy to be used and abused

By the whole of this wretched world!

-Seek to be inspired by the light

And find yourself fighting an army
of satin’s minions.

Tired of this same old game and playing by the rules,

This fool refuses to drive this preverbal train to hell no
longer!

-JJT
9 May 06
7:30 PM