Subversive Perspective
she fell before him.
her god among men.
her glowing king.
her savior, unknown.
she was unworthy of his gaze.
"i need you."
holding fast to what she still had left in the world:
her hands tightened into fists,
her eyes closed against the light.
her nails tore tiny crescents in her palms.
wounds that would never heal.
she ached for something to soothe her soul:
every lie she had ever believed.
every insult she had ever taken to heart.
she begged for a beginning to her end.
she begged for an end to her beginning.
every insult she had ever taken to heart.
every lie she had ever believed.
she ached for something to soothe her soul:
wounds that would never heal.
her nails tore tiny crescents in her palms.
her eyes closed against the light.
her hands tightened into fists,
holding fast to what she still had left in the world:
"i need you."
she was unworthy of his gaze.
her savior, unknown.
her glowing king
her God among men.
she fell before him.