The Phoenix Part Two
He once thanked Jesus for his fame when he was interviewed with his best friend Keanue Reeves.
In the end, i think, that's what finally clocked him out
As it was a den of vipers. A dark occultic industry.
Maybe in the end the sun really did set
Just in a different way.
River Phoenix always said he hated the industry
And could care less about the fame
But the me now still needs to find a way to release all these thoughts
Purge my brain.
Funny how my favorite number has always been 93
Year of his death and how many miles the sun is far away.
The me now, as i am, grew up better i think.
I look at the life he lived and the family he had
Its no wonder he burnt out early
The way his family thought seemed lost
And his environment poisonous
Choking out the seed with thorns before its maturity.
A rebirth because of his faith is the only thing
That brought his soul out that grave.
They even desecrated his private funeral viewing and took
A picture of his empty husk
Something that may come back to haunt them
As they sold it for just over 4k
That life he\ I had has been wiped clean
Its only now, that im trying to find purpose in a world filled with such division and crushing pain.
I pray to God that he heals us all and delivers us from evil
And all the world's wicked schemes.
Amen.
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2021
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