you bled from wrists i punctured, as if you intended my salvation / you knew it’s pain, but you spread my arms as you whispered “beloved son” / my ankles couldn’t support my weight, even before you set them against what i made / my throat has grown dry, but it still cries to you, as if you hadn’t left my heart betrayed / it’s all rough against my skin, but your lips on my forehead are a thousand times worse / it’s getting harder for my lungs, but i swear i wish i still had enough breath to curse
did you think the crown a fit for my arrogance? / did you think a few nails a better inheritance?
did you leave just to make my chest know how it is to be forsaken? / you knew it’s ache, but you removed what it cherishes, as if you’d forgotten / my eyes couldn’t find the light, even before you turned my sky from it’s grey / i am already long past dead, but did you puncture my side just to leave the ground stained? / you know it’s hell, but is your heart cold to how my chest burns? / it’s getting harder to open my eyes, & their life hasn’t returned
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