DISCLAIMER: This not in any way related to me. I was pondering news stories and how people do such evil f-ed up stuff and the basis for it is love – when you peel away the madness. Please don’t call the police on me. A friend told me that this post seemed like readers might think I’m a real bag o’ nuts.
Beauty on the open seas vacationers enjoying a cruise
Love for the pyromaniac
just add a little fire as the ship burns to bits on the Pacific
oh drat not again
Awaking from godless dreams
What is the end result?
Course is hampered by breathing folks
I need God’s love so I kill to be worthy
Construction set on the throne of bones
That will be my salvation and bring
Me back into God’s good graces.
A mother steeped in madness for the love of her children.
This love is the destroying kind
Every movement signifies the decay of her kids.
Every sigh indicates the rough and tumble clamor endured in life
A surfeit of anguish, life cannot ever be good for the children I worship
as I always see their lives through the lens of despair.
Can drowned little bodies signify the depths of a mother’s love?
How many hot dogs can one shove down the gullet?
My feet are anchored in the sand as the waves try to mow me down.
You like me anchored to YOU
in a tie me up
tie me down
kind of way.
Affection, spinning out of control away from reality into disaster head first into tragedy.