False

False

you lie there
mindless prick amid ragged
labored breaths
escape your twisted mouth.
you live in the nice, clean sheets
dripping filth;
spreading like virus
pushing rusty nails into my skin
you crucify me
want me diseased and dying
at your mercy -

But I Am Pure!

break my legs to make me kneel,
brutal fuck that you are
jagged bone
wet gleam of white -
a dead tongue in a bloody maw
just another hole;
another tear in my soul
poisoned lies
break my back so I can’t rise

you think you’re a god
but you’re sitting on My throne.