Did it ever occur?

Did it ever occur to anyone that I am the best?
One above all, me above the rest?
I'm sure if you think about it you will come to see
That i always come first, you right after me!
I promise to forget your name and always ask "Who"?
Remember you don't have a name when you're number two.
No heart no feelings not even a soul
Your life is simple, boring, and quite dull.
I'm to good to be caught up with all that
Compared to me you are a sewer rat.
So before you bore me with all your tears
Come gather round and give me three cheers.
Don't sit there and call me a spoiled brat
I'm better than you you sewer rat.
Better yet, you stupid wrinkly old troll
Do what is best and crawl back in your hole!
Because after this is completely through
I'm still number One, and you're still number Two
So with my victory medal around my chest
Did it ever occur to anyone that I am the best?

What it is yo

There once was a man from a town old and gray, he stood eight foot tall but was more like thirty on a good day. His name was Booger Schmeblepop, at least thats what i'm told. he moved out of his house when he was twelve days old. His mother was sad but that is nothing new, she had always been crying since she was day two. Boogers dad was a monster and lived in the dark, he scared many children and always left his mark. So it was no wonder that booger was sad, his mom always crying and a monster for a dad.
So when Booger left it was a sight to see, he took his whole room and the neigbors tree. His stride was so long he traveled blocks at a time, the only time he stoped was to pick up a new dime. Then he met a silly new person a girl he called friend, he met her while he jumped a river bend. She smiled and said ello big guy, i was wondering if you could help me to fly?
He bent down and picked her up with his giant hand, caucked his arm back and tossed her to a new land. It took him a day or so to get to where she was, then they sat in the sun and drand down some Fuzz.
But that night his dad came to get Booger back, his tool of capture a huge burlap sack. His mother cried but that was nothing new, she even cried when she was at the petting zoo.
Then all at once Booger saw his dad, a fire in his eyes that showed he was mad. So there the three stood quiet and still, Friend was hiding behind Boogers heel.
So Booger agreed and went back to town, he left friend and had a big frown. I only say it was big cause his head was so huge, I don't want to be mean but it really was huge.
So the moral of the story is be nice to candy, cause if you are she will make your life dandy.

The End

Looking in

My past like air none can see
But is a disease like leprosy
On my flesh the Beast devours me
I did it myself, I did it for free
I am my own worst enemy

So now I lay here weak and I bleed
As this Demon continues to feed
A little look, a little help is all I need
As I lay choking on my own bad seed
Bound in chains I won’t be freed

I lay here in sorrow and defeat
Only alive because my heart will beat
I see your throne, then an empty seat
Not worthy to be dust under your feet
So why do you come so we will meet?

You come to me and I hear you say
Peace my child, I heard you pray
I come to fight your battles this day
Nothing you have done my Atonement won’t pay
Rise and stand, now walk my way

You will conquer and beat your past
Your wounds will heal as time will pass
Even though damage has been done
The war for you can still be wonAnd will as you are faithful to me

What?

So the other day ( by other day i mean a long time ago, months ) i had some friends visit. it was a Sunday and i was still in my church cloths when they called and told me to come to their hotel room down town. well i was getting off on their floor when a man approached me and asked if i worked there. the thought went through my head no you don't. my lips said "yes i do." so he proceeded to tell me how his air conditioning wasn't working and that i needed to get someone up there fast to fix it. i assured him that i would get right on it. he turned and started to walk away as did i. i went and had a party with my friends, while i don't know what ever happened to that man. i figure if your to lazy to go to the help desk, you deserve to not get help. am i right or wrong?

GAS

I'm not talking about your belly grumbles, or the nasty southern wind, I'm talking petroleum.
Some of you may be familiar with my car and how i once upon a time i spilled a little bit of gas in my vehicle. it was wonderful. we drove for a few hours to my cabin and laughed and giggled all the way there. For weeks i would get compliments on how wonderful my car smelled. i cherish every one of those compliments. In fact i even went so far as to spill more gas in my car. Yes, if your reading this you are reading it right, i spilled more gas in my car.
The reason why is because i couldn't smell and enjoy the Wonderful that is gas. I now get a punch to the face every time i open my door, once again, and again.

All Y'all

The King Says you may have a Merry Christmas.

Redemption

I feel them move deep down inside
telling me about things i should hide.
I look around to see them near
body trembling because of fear.
They hold out their arms and coax me in
beat me, scratch me, and pull me within.
fighting with all my strength to contain,
the raging demons in my brain.


looking on the outside i see me there
by myself, staring at air.
my body jolts rife with pain
I see myself going insane.
In that spot i thrash about,
i cant control it when I'm here without.
I hear my scream as a terrified victim.
I go inside now to evict them.


I know this place all to well
among other things I've called it hell.
Their cackles are a silent sound
their demon hordes come to surround.
I fight them with all of my will
its not enough and they beat me still.
My hope is being torn away
"Its all i have" i tearfully say.


I'm near the point of no return,
and now my body starts to burn.
I lay and wait to turn to ashes,
as this inhuman light burns and flashes.
I let out one last horrible scream,
then it ends this awful dream.
I open my eyes to see my Savior,
and notice I'm tattered from my behavior.


I lay in peace with his hands on my head.
I repeat in my mind the words that he said.
I feel so good that I'm soon asleep.
Christ promised that he would save his sheep.
He takes me in his warm embrace,
I never want to leave this place.
I promise to come back, He knows i will
I have more in my life that i must fulfil.

While on this journey that i begin,
i see the future and i fall again.