11:12 p.m. - 2008-11-21
Burning Cross
What if I am the thing that is so vile to the rest? what then? do I crucify myself for ideals, or do I crucify you for my ideas? Burning bright, burning tall in the night, shinning light upon this desert land. You are all lost, following whims and voices.. lies,shrouded in reason.... what you believe you cannot touch, what you want you will never have because it never existed past your lips nor your feeble minds. So what is a burning tree to say, to a burnt bush? "I do everything, you wish you could".