In the Womb I Carried My Cross

*Poetry Structure Post*

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The day I was born, I was nailed on a cross.

Hands and feet bound to worship God.

But more importantly to worship you

And the golden calf you made yourself.

By burning your gold heart

To plate yourself with sincerity.

But leaving the inside black coal.

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Instead of making me a crown of thorns

To be your princess,

You made me swallow the rose’s body.

Bite down on the lies and drip blood on it’s white petals.

Tear me up inside to symbolize your pain.

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My lashings came from your pronged tongue.

Like a snake, you slithered your way in,

So you could whip me without your knowledge.

And make me think it was all my fault.

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The day I was born, you crucified me.

But I forgive you,

Because I’d do it all again

To make you smile.

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-The Splintered Pencil

11 thoughts on “In the Womb I Carried My Cross

    1. AAAHHHHh YES! I LOVE SUPERNATURAL!
      I know exactly what scene you’re talking about 😂 this is very much one of the best compliments I have ever gotten
      I just started the last season and I’m so sad it’s going to end that I might just rewatch the whole series when I’m done lol 😂

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