1/27/2015
When I was a kid they tried to beat the Bible into me. I can still taste the gold-lined pages. I never understood why I was wrong and they were right. When I look at you it’s like the word of God suddenly makes sense. A beam of light guides me to truth. To you. Decades of sin erased. I might make it to heaven afterall. But if I don’t, will you join me in hell?