I don't know anymore
Life is pulling apart at the seems,
like a shirt stretched to far.
No threads left to bind me together;
pulled, broken and tired.

A blade digging deep into the wrist
Hoping for "God" to intervene,
asking for forgiveness.
In all the damnation and darkness
that surrounds me "he" offered no guidance.

There is one bright beacon of light.
You may let me slip and fall,
but never let me hit the jagged rocks.

You are my goddess, a star that crashed
comely into my chaotic life.
What else can I say?

My creator failed me and the scars remain,
but you saved me from me.

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