Twisted Words

I don’t believe in these pages that you recite 

When there’s a soul that needs to be saved,

Mine will be damned from birth until the grave. 

As I cut myself leaving holes on my hands, 

Forgive my sin, 

Forgive who I have loved.

Jesus loves me this I know for the Bible told me so 

But he doesn’t love the wilting face behind the mask.

He wants you to change to fit his mold,

A mold that will decay my heart,

A mold that will poison my blood.

I was damned from my first breathe, 

I was suffocated by the golden cross tied to create bloody marks around my neck 

I was drowned in the holy water turned to black, 

My tears infested with bullets become deep enough to fill the water that you stand on.

It becomes the harsh rains before a rainbow,

Rainbows were a gift to humanity,

They lead to my insanity.

Fix my brain with your prayers,

Answer my calls, hear my voicemails.

Your church destroyed my family,

Your church polluted my home,

My community is filled with fire.

Burn me to the ground 

Shock me till I’m numb 

Shock me till I’m numb

Shock me till