Atrophied

By Disassembly Boy

The walls are caving in.
I'm about to collapse.
Something's inside-
or maybe perhaps
I've lost it already.
So empty.
So full.
I watch him come closer.
He pushes and pulls.
I kiss his bloody mouth
praying for salvation.
But his throat is ripped out-
This is not an invitation.
Can't save me from my demons.
My confession is pain,
But I love the torture when I speak his name in vain.
Oh, God, Your sanctity won't kill this slow disease.
Oh, do you pray for me?
I never thought I'd be
so empty, so lonely
but happiness agrees.
I beg you "please!"
My faith is dry,
my vains are flooded.
The cross I bare is so polluted.
I can't escape as you rape
and crucify- I won't try
to resurrect
I can't protect
my heart as it's torn apart.

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Copyright 2009 "Kevin N." Disassembly Boy
Published on Thursday, December 3, 2009.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • 10 Forty Three On Friday, October 14, 2016, 10 Forty Three (593)By person wrote:

    You really know how to mix brutality with just about anything. Marvelous! - 10:43

  • thewriterinblue On Wednesday, December 9, 2015, thewriterinblue (37)By person wrote:

    I like how this gives me a tingling sensation. Awesome poem. -Di.

  • A former member wrote: Wow, this piece, to me sounded like a plea... The whole time I was reading it the question "why me?" kept repeating in my mind... Nice write.

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