David Schmitt
You sleep well when you're covered in hell, and you speak better when there's nothing else. I asked God to show me proof, but Jesus came through. I found myself crushing a little bit. Like a little kid. Too many vibes to really vibe on and too many clocks to really tell time of. Soaked in sympathy but strong as ever. Never down. Never felt better. Speaking on behalf of my better half. Wrote this in my bunk last night when my brain was crazy. Don't ask me what it means.
