If death is the only thing that can rid me from you,
then I must end myself.
If we're bonded by blood, then I must drain every ounce of blood in my body.
If every part of my body is made using your help, then I must leave my flesh.
I despise you.
If not worshipping you for giving life to me is a sin, then I must sin against God.
Because you have created something so broken...
..no amount of love can heal.
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THERAPY
PoetryMy head is in a dark place right now, and I must save myself through art.