Friday, August 24, 2007
♥ 2:18 AM
Long ago a boy was lashed at with whips
Flung around and bashed constantly
His Life force sucked outta him
leaving barely a trace
He didn't let anyone know
The torture stopped.
His battered, bloodied body lay there
like a puppet with no strings
he waited for death
Then an angel came
that same angel
his only weakness smiled.
It brought light back to his world
the cuts were healing
it was going so well
but you didn't have to put the dead sea on it
but you did
you didn't have to gorge flesh out the scars
but you did
you didn't have to stab me
you didn't
when you knew how it felt like
but you did.
sometimes you're so grey
so faceless.
the boy was saved from death yet again
but this time by the other boy
with the magic shield
and spongebob
who drank a reservoir
thanks for shaking me up
thanks for that target
otherwise, school was fun:)
