No Idol Ritual

Made me give up all that I swore

Made me give in , made me a whore

In making myself, I made a mess

And in losing myself I’m one of the rest

I’m full of promises, I’ll promise to lie

I threw it all away , so willing to die

I chose my heros with my eyes shut

I stumbled in the darkness , I’m stuck in a rutt.

But I’ll swear anything to you

You’ve shown me all that’s true.

I’m lying in wait, I’m straining my eyes

I’m searching for some piece of mind

It’s to bad I blacked out right before I came to,

But right now I’m just giving everything to you.

It’s been No Idol Ritual

It’s been my all

It came to keep me after my fall

I once was lost , but now I’m found

I’ve placed my feet on bloodied ground.

But I swear this much is true,

Whenever I do it, I only think of you…

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Author: Steven William Robinson

Steven William Robinson is a former paratrooper, bodyguard, and Commercial fisherman. Having recently decided to take it a little easier he is now focusing on his writing. While owning a small family farm in Northern California, he still enjoys traveling, spending time with his children, and mooning over the love of his life, Taysha Robinson.His preferred writings are opinion-pieces, poetry, and meta-physics. When not writing, Steven spends his time weight lifting, practicing Brazilian Jujitsu,And musing over meta-physics and philosophy. He can be reached at theanswer75@outlook.com

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