Torn
by Scott Thomas Outlar / June 3rd, 2018
And the angel of desolation cracked open the sky…
O vanity of vanities,
you will be the death of me
but my heart was always pure
my father told me so
And the angel of devastation ripped open the chest…
O love and peace,
you never saw the best of me
but my heart was always true
my father told me so
And the angel of damnation broke open the earth…
O fire and blood,
you will be the final drug
but my heart was always good
my father told me so
And the angel of destiny tore open the soul…
O promises and prophecies,
you have had your way with me
but my heart was always clean
my father told me so
Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching
philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of
consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration.
He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and
prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects.
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This article was posted on Sunday, June 3rd, 2018 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.
