There's an elephant in the back of the room, and it's standing in plain view...

It is your birthday, Judas
but did you count the cost?
Stand inside the doorway
and survey all the lost.

Know your sins, Judas,
and put away your noose.
Think about your mother,
think of what you'll lose.

Are you ready, Judas?

What are your plans in the fall?

Have you thought of traveling south?

Have you considered it at all?

Nurse your wounds, Judas,

And bandage up your heart.

There is no time for grieving,

You too must play your part.

Memento mori, Judas,
We all must pay our dues.
Faith is the risk of knowing the truth,
"If it were up to me, I'd always lose."


"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."