I never stabbed you in the back, I only kissed you on your cheek
My pockets are full of silver, at the cost of filthy feet
You were all I needed, a place to rest my head
I traded three for thirty, I must have forgot the things you said
They schemed about their plan, they thought they stacked the deck
I placed my lips across your face and this noose around my neck
Wrapped in white cloths, in a tomb on your death bed
This is my betrayal, this is why you're dead.
I never once denied you, I never became a doubter
I gave you three years of my life, still my greed grew all the louder
I took what wasn't mine as we fed the poor
Now I cant get through the windows, not even the front door
On a boat with twelve friends, fishing never became my specialty
I could sail for hours but, my nets were always empty
I fashioned this rope below my chin and placed these thorns across your head
This is my betrayal, this is why you're dead.
My eyes were closed as I kissed you, things were hard to see
If I looked you in the eyes, you may have set me free
I don't know who I am but, I know the things I've done
I'll be known as a betrayer, the one who killed God's son
I can't escape your words or this ringing in my ear
I even returned this silver, to try and make my conscious clear
In this field as green as envy, now only covered in blood red
This is my betrayal, this is why I'm dead.
I watched the sunrise and waited until sunset
as I sat on the beach as the shore and ocean met
I closed my eyes and let the world take my breath
and all these thoughts of you I put to death
with the sand between my toes and the taste of stale air
I watched the waves rise without a care
the lightening crashed and the thunder roared
and above my head the clouds still soared
I waited on that beach hoping to find meaning
but as night fell I held on still dreaming
lying under the stars with my eyes closed
I waited until dawn when the sun rose
and to my surprise I saw hope in the sunset
while I sat on the beach as the ocean and shore met.
At Evergreen at the end of each quarter we have to do this thing called a creative presentation. This quarter I decided on reading something that I recently wrote.
It’s another beautiful day. The sun is out and shining bright. Its light gives you guidance and makes your path clear, while its heat brings you vitality and releases a new found energy along with new found desires.
The sun radiates life showering over everything with its presence, illuminating the world in a new beautiful light. Its heat warms your body while uplifting your soul.
The weather is perfect and the day lye’s ahead of you. Until you feel it.
A brush of wind comes across your body sending a sudden chill through your veins as it steels your breath. You can’t see it but you feel it. You sense it. Clouds are coming.
You close your eyes and wish them away, but to no avail they’re in sight. You see them in the distance drawing closer and closer to the sun, slowly distorting the image of your perfect day.
The warmth is the first thing you lose. The wind robs you of your vitality while steeling not only your desires but your hope. The light is the next thing to go. As the clouds block out the sun the world begins to become distorted while your path becomes unclear. The path that was once illuminated by light is now covered in shadows.
You realize the world is cold and far from perfect. The shadows bring new vision to your eyes, causing you to see all the worlds’ faults and imperfections.
In this new dark world filled without hope you begin to think back to when the sun was still shinning. But as these thoughts come they are soon accompanied by rain, as the rain begins to fall, the sound of thunder echoes through your ears, while lightening lights up the sky. Standing in the midst of the storm, you hold on to the thought of that day. And with the thought of that perfect day despite being surrounded by the storm you realize something. That despite the storm, no matter the circumstances, the sun is always shining. And with that realization in the midst of the storm you reach up past the clouds, for a sun still shining.
Who is your favorite video game character?
Submitted by Korgoth.
With out a doubt, that would be the one and only...
" If God's pity does not exist, then there is nothing left. But to experience this pity you do not need an act of faith. You don't even need to have been brought up in an organized church. From the moment you start looking for this pity, you lay hold of it. it lives in the fact that you breathe and have blood pulsing your temples. if you pay strict attention, the divine pity grows and enfolds you. You are no longer the same person, believe me. And you can say to the Lord: "Thy will be done." This you can say, and saying it can do you nothing but good."
There is forgiveness in every misery. And as misery grows, forgiveness grows along with it."
---Jacques Lusseyran
AMAZING!!!
Video: What was the first R-rated movie you saw (or were allowed to see)?
Submitted by Lisa.
Never bring a knife to a gun fight. Sean Connery is the man.
Out of all the Vox posts you've written, which is your favorite? Why?
Submitted by Adam.
Lost Art. One of the only times I could express what was going on in my mind on paper.
Here is the list of the top ten things I can't stand.
10. The New York Yankees: Proof that evil doesn't always triumph despite the payroll.
9. MTV: Do they even play music videos?
7. Reality Television and Talk shows: Quite possibly the down fall of mankind. Everyday 7 million American's get one step closer to permanent brain damage due to reality television and Opera.
6. Rap: "I'm hot cause I'm fly, you ain't cause you not." Lyrical poetry...
5. Walmart: I assure you that under those everyday low prices is pure evil.
4. Starbucks: For $5 you can boost your social status and feel like an intellectual. Proof that being trendy can sell anything no matter what the cost.
3. Gas prices: I can already hear the "back in my day..." story's.
2. Going to the Doctor: Believe it or not I really don't enjoy sitting in the waiting room for over 2 hours, to see a Doctor for 10 minutes, to hear him tell me im sick.
1. Country music: I would rather rip off my own ears than hear some guy sing about beer, his dog, his tractor, fishing and the white trash girl that left him for the dog...
Honorable Mention: Abercrombie and Fitch: Sorry LFO but I seriously disagree.
Very good. i didn't know your wrote so well Philip. Hope all is we with you. Maybe I'll see you... read more
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