Writings of a Sinner

For all sin and fall short of the glory of God

Month: October, 2015


Every blink is a page turned.

The shutter closes and the image is burned.

The waves rise gently above the deck

as the ocean claims this beautiful wreck.

I exhale poison with each painful breath.

It is not my place to run from death.

A burial song rings to the night.

I am reborn with morning light.


Never more and Never less

Bite hard down on the fate of your choice.

Do not nibble with tentative teeth and define yourself indecisive.

Rather, Sink in your fangs with all of your monstrous sincerity.

Close not the opened doors.

Sway not from the wind.

Erode not from the dew.

Shy not from the fire that roars within your ears.

For you are who you let yourself be.

Never more and never less.


I’m a grown man with a heart cast of flesh beating firm in my hand. 

My thinking is irrational. 

The music is sensational. 

Our methods unconventional. 

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

Because I’m not the only psycho here.