The storms can not ever control me here on the earth.
For Christ gift to Us, his people is Hope and Strength.
His Strength, which one day shall help Us to Overcome.
Thus being used by him, to draw many more to him  here.
For once people see what he has done in each of our lives.
They too shall want this here Hope and his mighty styrength.
So fear not those storms that you are going through today.
Ask him for more of his strength , if you need it today people.

Free will has brought us here,
brought me here,
all the result of breathing.

A consequence from arrogance.
A consequence from alcohol (But not me).
A consequence of neglect.

A consequence of the unknown
explosion at any given moment
from my mother when we
were young.

My developed response
a fight or flight my whole life,
the pathway so deep
a bottom doesn't exist.

Like a deep sea diver
the lower I go
the darker it becomes.

Claustrophobia and panic  
are almost certain.

Breathing
becomes more difficult

and returning to the surface
takes slow and steady patience.

I've only gone so deep.

How much further I might go I do not know.

I'm terrified to think what might be down there.

The thought of meeting the unknown face to face is
a fight I fight everyday.

They tell me that fighting gives it strength,
it would be better to befriend it.

I try but

its hard to make friends
in the dark.

A Reason To Live

    I know everyone has their demons
I know that I’m not the only one
I’ve found the answer and I can say
That all my demons are gone

If the clouds of darkness seem to follow you
If you feel there’s no light to be found
You may think that I am crazy but I
Tell you that you can turn it around

You’ve got a passion don’t give it up
Don’t let yourself get trapped in a pitfall
The answer is not in any type of drugs
Or at the bottom of bottles of alcohol

Face your problems and fears
There’s no reason to run and hide
No matter how bad it is just hang on
There’s no reason for suicide

For suicide only takes your pain
And permanently puts it on a shelf
The thing about it tough is it
Just gets transferred to someone else

So if you’ve got a heart that’s broken it’s a
Heart that loves and it has something to give
Give all your pain to Jesus and he’ll help
You Find a reason to live, a reason to live

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 07/26/2019
All rights reserved

I am embraced by
The Left Hand Path's
righteous rage.
Watch me throw
my halo in the trash
my wings in the trash
your words in the trash.

Only I can **** them all.
Rampage, rampage,
until angels lay at my feet
like fallen stars.
God can't do anything.
Only I can.
Only I can save myself.

Dip it, your brush,
Into my ***,
And sweep it across my mouth,
Grip it, my throat,
Squeezing your thumbs,
And slowly begin to move south,
Kiss it, my breast,
Taste with your tongue,
Savour the mound with delight,
Sup it, my ***,
Drink from the well,
Make art with me, into the night.

(C) [email protected] 2019

Of one essence in creation's mold
Our souls are organs
Of a cosmic whale
Swimming the ocean of Time
In search of destiny divine.

When an appendage
Is suffering in pain
Others must apprehensive remain
If some members show no pity
For another's afflictions
The appellation of Human
They can not retain.