My Favorite Poem

I wrote this. It's not really a poem but whatever...

Do you care????

I couldn't make up my mind. You see she meant that much to me and like a spell placed upon my head she was hard to break. But who would want that. I would have rather been dead without her. She was my life support. Don't pull the needle out. My addiction. That attraction. That sin. Not lust but care That's what it is. God's punishment for loving something even more than that infant that he bore. Not the one in the manger of course but the one in the hospital's manager a month, three days before Jericho's walls came crashing, but his promise land is still far away. The streets paved with the milk and honey of treble clefs and guitar strings. Angels in the background singing on a stage packed to the masses with saints and sinners alike. Nobody fights. They just stand in amazement. Look at the freak, this is his show. Nobody knows of his troubles. It's hidden behind the makeup and the tricks. He's dressed from top to bottom just like the audience but nobody is copying anyone. That's a lie. Just like the secrets that everybody could easily guess. I just hope it really wasn't that big of a deal. Then why is the signature red and dripping with your soul. The contract wasn't signed with a pen but a knife. The devil with blues eyes won't give up, but she lives her life likes there's nothing wrong. The best part of this situation is she feels the same way towards me. Our chords aren't plugged in so everything we say goes unheard in the massive room. Full of mimes chattering away with each other with there secret language. That we could never comprehend. Bi-lingual, that's pretty cool. maybe for them but we sit in there chairs and they get everything out of us. Download Complete. But we aren't file sharing because I give but don't receive; is that fair? It's life who cares. Me and you, and you, and you. That still only makes two different people. Me and You. Like that could really make an army. I just want my podium and guitar. That will take me far enough to the library where I can scream and everybody hears. Of course, even there NOBODY CARES.