Jesus Was An Empath

Jesus was an empath 
Died for your sins
Id die from stupidity
Not some earthly whims
Self ascribed 
etching in a bathroom mirror
Inhale the fumes and run amok
Family serving of an emotional process
Didnt figure life out?
Next time youll have better luck
Broken wings
Damaged goods
Managed too
Feel brand new
I make due from the nothingness
Embellishments on canvas
Roam the living earth
With a bucket of red paint
A couple matches
I am the water too hot in the shower
Dirt under your nails
Your favorite pet peeve
Drink from the shale
Run the torch in circles
Flat earth Olympics 
The sun never sets
When choosing ignorance
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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