the crucifixion of EE
i feel like ive been carved up with a butcher knife.
laid bare on the grass to roast in the sun.
my fat providing fuel for the fire to consume my torn body.
my bones disintegrating to dust and ashes,
that float away with the rest of my remains.
so where do they fly to? into someplace better?
or to another place where even these specks will disappear?
only time can tell.
will those bonds be strong enough to withstand the beatings?
or will they crumble like my bare body baked in the plain?
laid bare on the grass to roast in the sun.
my fat providing fuel for the fire to consume my torn body.
my bones disintegrating to dust and ashes,
that float away with the rest of my remains.
so where do they fly to? into someplace better?
or to another place where even these specks will disappear?
only time can tell.
will those bonds be strong enough to withstand the beatings?
or will they crumble like my bare body baked in the plain?