Fascinating.

I wrote this after I read Jeremiah 23. It's supposed to be a song, but I don't have a tune in there anywhere. Alot of the words and phrases I got straight out of the chapter, so I thought it was pretty...fascinating.

You feed me poison, and I feed you on my dreams.
The nightmares that corrupt my broken mind, and all the things I left behind.Y
ou're making up everything you say, you don't speak for me.
You stubborn kid and your desires, no worries, no worries.
Do you hear what I'm saying? Do you care enough to listen?
Burst out like a storm until you've finished what you've planned,
In the days to come you'll understand.
If you'd stood before me and heard me speak my own words,
Am I only close at hand? Yet I'm far, far away and that's the price you'll have to pay for me.
Is there a difference between straw and grain? Do my words not burn like fire?
Does my voice not smash you to pieces as you crumble to the floor?
Your imaginary dreams and all these flagrant lies just lead me to my fall.

Woot? Hah. Look up Jeremiah 23 and see what I got from it! That guy's poetic, man. XD