WillowNoelle

Stop coming back for more

Don’t blame the candle

For the flame you asked for

Don’t blame the tile

When you drop the glass

Don’t walk the same future

That destroyed your past

If I am the blade

Stop pulling me close

And when you bleed

Like you always do

Don’t tell me I’m the one

What if he stepped down from heaven,

Instead of kicked out to fall.

What if he and God just couldn’t agree

God wanted devotion,

And bended knee,

But Lucifer was more like you and me,

And said “Taste of the fruit,

It will make you free”.

But God became angry and cursed him to go,

Well now I have an 8 to 4 normal job. And nothing has ever felt so fruitless.

Working to support a capitalist society doesn’t feel like earning a living to me. It feels like enforcing a lie.

You know what does feel right? Spending hours processing apples I picked for free and preserving them so I don’t have to worry about having apples for 8 months.