Washing her hands of the situation, she put away the cleaning supplies.
It was far past the point of no return, but it would still be proper to make things tidy
Perhaps she could even burn a candle to help with the smell.
Except the police would be here soon, so it was time to be off.
Everything felt numb inside
Making him crave something, anything to fill that void
Pushing him to do crazier and crazier things
Though nothing seemed to help
Yet it did lead him to believe he was broken
Maybe she should have gone to church more often
Any time things got rough she would break down and go
So now here she was, talking to the priest about her cancer
Sometimes it helps to find someone to help to with the heavy lifting
How could you abandon us in our need?
Every day we screamed your name and begged for deliverance.
And yet you did not answer our pleas for help and mercy.
Reality is you were never listening in the first place.
Heroes wielding swords and rescuing damsels in distress were in short supply at Walmart so…
Emily decided that it was time for her to grab her own murder instrument and show the world
Life and society thought she didn’t have what it took to get things done, that she needed a savior
Perhaps they should have thought twice before she began her rampage. Now those idiots needed…
Know deep down that it is okay to fail sometimes
It will happen, and all you can do is pick yourself up and go on
Need help doing so? Ask for it. No one is so good they don’t need help
Don’t beat yourself up about it, and share that same grace with others
Been there on the other side of the long slab of oak
Answering the call for liquid happiness
Realizing that it doesn’t really help
Leaving the chains behind is just the start
It means helping the formerly enslaved stand up
Being there to lend a hand in moving forward
Enabling them to not only survive but thrive
Reach for those hands across the divide
Trust that the world will be better in the long run
You can help bring justice for all
Vast emptiness inside his life left him listless, drifting in space
Oblivious to those orbiting around him trying to help
It was easier to focus on those hot balls of gas spewing hate
Deeper he went, then colder and darker it became till he became lost in the…
Cold hands touched his back
He couldn’t help himself. He flinched.
It broke the moment, and after an awkward pause she left
Leaving him alone with only half his plans for the night
Luckily Netflix wasn’t as judgey