Shall I thank the thief or punish the saint,
Which one is more destructive?
They say forgive the sinner but not the sin,
But we were a sin and I forgive every bit of it.
I want you to guide me through your twisted mind
And teach me how you can see yourself in the mirror.
You were always invisible to me
And you liked it that way.
YOU ARE READING
the beekeeper.
PoesiaVent Poetry Warning: Strong language Trigger warnings: Schizophrenia Self Harm Abuse (physical, verbal, and sexual) Gore
