The White Flag

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*Warning: mention of self harm and abuse*

Your heart is absolute ice.
For maybe that's why the blood in your veins is blue.
Your heart is stone,
For maybe that's why emotion never seems to come through.
Your heart is artificial,
For maybe that's why the "I'm sorry's" and "I love you's" are too.

I tried,
Tried till my wrists bled from the blades of desperation.
Tried till my eyes burned from the endless nights of depressed precipitation.
Tried till my bones ached from the hits that got harder and harder.
Tried till all my heart wanted was to fall a martyr.
A martyr to your relentless evil,
dying for a righteous release.

Oh robber of youth, you stole my innocence.
Oh predator of purity, you raped my ignorance.
Oh Father, Oh father, Why is what you have of me not yet satisfying?
There's nothing left to take,
The will in me is dying.

I surrender,
You have won.
Ive abandoned this life,
The damage has been done.
Not to be undone,
Not to be fixed.
Let me cry while i hold my crucifix.
Leave me to pray that maybe my Savior,
can maybe forgive my relentless abuser.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 11, 2018 ⏰

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