Wrote this about 10 years ago when i still considered myself a christian.

Peering into oblivion

Power through prose, a liegion of lyrical epiphany infecting my crumbling sanity. Ultimate dreams of vanity whisper to me, and teach about my coming calamity.

I long to be dead inside a dream, alive inside a grave, and true inside of a lie.

I stand glaring past the eyes of God into the nothingness one step behind him, an admitted infidel, YES
i do defy him. Now I will walk past past God into the void he keeps from me, because its the only thing left , that i wish to see.