on sundays we drink the Blood of Christ
and light a candle to burn away Sin but
by quarter to three
He has abandoned me.
i sit in hallow corridors heavy with ghosts
screaming through skin
scratching down bone
simply because they
can and i cannot
do anything.
a kiss in the night
midnight fright
sky light
on mondays we hold It together.
don't let them see your body
how it heaves when you
take Deep Breaths don't let them
take the dirt clutched inside
just yet.
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