Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Words by Fallen Saint

By Fallen Saint
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Tags: fallen saint, poetry, poem

If you could feel the words you speak
The spears coming out of your mouth
Would you be able to even stand up straight?
Able to even move?

Are you building up
Or breaking down?
Evangelizing?
Devangelizing?

Is your name carved
On my body?
Is your name carved
On my gravestone?

Are you the tourniquet
On my healing wound?
Or the bloody razor
In my hand?

Do you push
Or do you pull?
Do you defend
Or do you offend?

Are you the reason
IÂ'll cry tonight?
Are you the rope
Around my neck?

Are you the bearer
Of my only clothes?
Leaving me naked
Revealed to all?

Or are you the bearer of the key?
Able to Unlock me
From this burning cage?
But leaving me to suffocate?

If it is...
Fuck you!
If it is not...
Do you know who it is?

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