Wednesday, 10 April 2013

Acid Station



Acid Station


acid station

Welcome to acid station

welcome to acid station
 where massive intoxication
 will lead you to unimaginable and untamed fornication
 a spontaneous generation where criminal conversations
 fill the air that we breath like background radiation

we need rehabilitation for our vacuum aspirations
 watch them eat at our skin like acid precipitation
 as we all try to make it on this one train station .
what is all boils down to is guilt by association..


welcome to the world...welcome to acid station...Resist the temptation..
thought i could share a bit of my mind...

Friday, 15 February 2013

Love Is......

Do we really know what love is?
Can we classify it or size it?
Though simple, its complexity is as enormous as the phenomenon metamorphosis
Like butterflies we have become a product of its transformation
Rendered powerless, we submit to it, an unconscious conformation.
Love is forgiving when deeply wounded,
Love is not putting myself ahead, but behind when everyone else wouldn’t
Love is a series of humble, modest deeds
And most importantly God is Love indeed!!!

Thursday, 14 February 2013



Wake up 5am in the morning
Ma head banging, eyes red, room spinning
I can feel the Angel in me screaming
Then shake my head as I sadly watch him leaving
Was wide awake but it really felt like I was dreaming
I swear it felt like being conscious in a comma
As a grotesque scent slowly displaces his sweet aroma
The feeling so lonely seeing myself at that point in time a true loner

So lost in my dark way
That I left no room for my pure angel to stay
Took a detour and watched helplessly as my life went astray
Knowing half my friends are worse made less ashamed
At the end it’s all just a quest to give yourself a social name
Not realising it’s really just a game
Between true happiness and the life you lead being deeply and unconsciously insane

Take a shower, heart pounds a million beats an hour
Closed my eyes and listened to the vodka, nicotine and weed self devour
And thinking ohh no church is in an hour!!

Upon arrival the whole vibe is weakening
I’m the only flower in the garden no blossoming
Found closure in knowing I was probably not the only one hearing the Pastor but just not listening.
 I WAS JUST A DARK LIGHT IN A BRIGHT ROOM my inner glow was barely glistening.

(This entry is just a fraction of the day to day battles I had before I accepted Christ Jesus as my personal Lord and saviour!!)