TW: Sexual assault, domestic violence, toxic relationships
My Savior
Should I bless
the carving in my chest
where your words plucked at veins
and picked at my pulp
wrap me up and keep me
Should I weep
as you leave
Would it relieve
this bleeding heartache
aching for your nails digging in
for the impact of your fist
the raised bruises on my arms
burning between my thighs
It was always you I begged for
I wanted the hurt you’d give me
even still I do
sometimes miss you
miss the misconception
that I deserved this
and that kneeling on my knees
was deliverance
I begged you to deliver me
holy and broken
dignity like a lemon peel
I’m worth nothing to you
and I owe you your falling flesh
without a kiss
of apology or sympathy
No goodbyes
for the liars and sadists
because you killed me
and I saved me
