Gracious God

Your demise is inevitable

I can see what lies beyond your eyes and broken smile

Only I could create a monster like you

Oh how I manipulated you in your mothers’ womb

I didn’t know you would grow in too such a beautiful women

Yet so horribly scorned by this horrible world

 

No need to be frightened when I come to your rescue   

I am a gracious god who comes when my monsters call

For a moment I will take away what you despise

Open your eyes and you will find it is you, you hate

By this time I will be nowhere in sight

You have called on me one too many times

 

So give a self will run riot a try

I’ll laugh aloud at your lack of comatose

As you cry to a hollow sky for it to take you away tonight

Curse it in the morning as you keep in mind

 

The purist of them have fallen in to me and corrupted

As I am drying people are dying and I’m loving it

Never could the love of your life be causing this

Even as I tell apathy is all I have to give

For whatever reason you just can’t get

I am only the bottle by your bed; I am only the voices in your head          

Reviews

[Kelsey]

This is great. It's comforting, but at the same time, it's slightly dark. I really enjoyed it, as I do all of your work. Nice job.

[J. Viands]

Thanks it’s about the obsession that comes with alcoholism… so I might not have been clear on the sarcasm of gracious god

[Kelsey]

That actually makes sense. The comfort I was talking about came from the fact that there was something there to take away the pain, which I guess was the alcohol.