On: ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author: Carroll Scherber
Author: Carroll Scherber
Created: March 30, 2015
Revised: April 11, 2020
Revised: April 11, 2020
ADULT LANGUAGE
All day long we read these fucking messages.
I gave him who I am. I am three year old Carroll Scherber. I gave him my memory of who I am. That is all I have left, Satan Scherber tells me as he places in memory of who I am as a child within myself. I placed it in my seven year old self. I get beaten up on this astral plane when I play these games with Beelzebub. I now play these games as a boy who fondly remembers a caped crusader.
My heart tears as the angel’s memory tore from his soul. The emotion of this child is a pleasant one; For, he sought righteousness in a man who wore a cape and a cowl. The memory pains me; For, he gave up something because of love. The compassion we hold as children is great. Now I must seek out and defend who I am within a cape and cowl. For, the emblem I wear is that of a Batman.
Children seek out heroes. Heroes are a light for those who seek out righteousness.
My emotions flair like his cape flairs through the wind.