Purpose Under My Skin

Burn my eyes
With dripping acid fire
And watch them bleed out
Through my hands

Cut the rings away from my fingers
Counting years time wasted not forgiven
Cursed by lands of rusty nails
And bathe me in scolding water

Needle and thread
To silence the screams
Poison with scorpions and spiders
Reminiscing in nightmarish dreams

I reject these days you place upon me
I hide in darkness with locks and chains
Leave me with no natural gifts or directions
Useless, unwanted and disposable

I breathe your air selfishly
Taking from our home never giving
Stealing life that another could use
What would you do with the guilt?

Remove my skin
And bare me naked to a shameful world
Judge me, hate me for the waste I am
Help me to have purpose
Help me to leave with wings

Author's Notes/Comments: 

April-July everyday.

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