hrtrot

HOLY  BE  THY  NAME! ∾ 
          ⟳ have  your  prayers  been  answered?  knees  bruised,  indents  on  your  hands  from  gripping  a  rosary  —  this  is  your  salvation.  your  truth.  yet,  sin  bubbles  up  your  throat  like  a  violent  plague;  bile  burns  the  back  of  your  tongue,  you  retch. 
          HAVE  YOUR  PRAYERS  BEEN  ANSWERED? 
          ⟳ a  storm  brews  in  the  pit  of  your  stomach,  lightning  cracks,  splits  your  skull  in  two.  the  bible,  drops  from  your  hands.  is  it  worth  living?  a  cross,  still  wrapped  around  your  neck  like  a  blessed  noose.  a  reminder. 
          DEATH  DOES  NOT  WANT  YOU.