by: Mertle Thank you God, for living. Thank you God, for giving. Thank you God, for my being here. Thank you God, for being my over seer.
by: Mertle Their love was formed by greed, where money had its beginning. Why do their hearts bleed? Are they tired of winning? All that mattered was how much they grabbed, not caring if anyone went broke, or how many backs were stabbed.
What do I do when the music is gone? Where do I go from here? Who's next to stand at the microphone? What do they want me to hear? What do I do when I'm all alone? What will control my fear? What do I do when the music is gone? Where do I go … Continue reading Til the Noise is Gone
by: Mertle In the night, in my dreams, I hear all of God's children and their nightmarish screams. I was dreaming about nightmares, when I had plenty of my own. The world is full of many cares and many seeds are left unsown.
Hello again, folks. I would like to apologize for the hiatus. I am going to try and get back on track and keep you updated with regularly posted material. I have some of my first submittals to post for you guys. I hope that you all keep reading and spreading the word about my...well...words.
This is the place you'll want to find yourself when the first weekend of May rolls around. May 5th, 6th, and 7th will be overflowing with great music and even better experiences. I'll be in my tent on the camp grounds when I'm not getting lost in a sea of people. Come have an unforgettable … Continue reading Carolina Rebellion
After all was said and done I'm a bastard and a bastard's son I'm just a loser and an ugly waste of air After all, it's time to go I've left us all, for all you know For you and yours, it's them who've never cared But it matters not to me That all I've … Continue reading Bread and Blood and Love
Just like the drugs that you feed to your brain; Even your tolerance grows for the pain. The more that you feel, the more it will take. So I eat it for breakfast whenever I wake. Sometimes it hurts, and sometimes I cry. But the scars will show less as time passes by. Don't get … Continue reading Pain-Eater
Happy New Year, everyone. May it be filled with love and music and poetry (of the cerebrally inebriating quality) and blessings of all kinds. I hope the new year is as great as I'm expecting mine to be. Here's to less worry, more comfort and better security. All that I'll resolve for the new year … Continue reading Happy New Year! 2017>2016