Shot Through My Soul

The world may be better off without me . but I don't wanna die . Try as might to kill negative thinking . Stuck motionless watch my sinking . It isn't artistic to be blue . No information leads the Truth . Alone I'm standing Still like doe Your righteousness aiming Shot through my soul


People are works of art With their own strengths Gifts, weakness, and perception When taken as a whole A grand museum of masterpieces Encompassing all of humanity's flawed ideals Ignorance is gifted by critique Artists attempting to define their greater value Burning the works of "lesser" beings Suppressing common knowledge Hiding the lessons of the … Continue reading Critique