You Were Never Loved
Each late night reading Prodigal Son My name is etched in between each line As the words; they well your eyes Each count of my breath brings me closer to The worst thing that has ever been said by you These horns you see Surfacing Twist into the only way I keep myself alive The last thing I hear is - “You were never loved You are not a part of us Each foul breath you take Spits in the face of the God that has promised me grace” I was so afraid of the person I knеw I was I walked in the path of saints Guided by spitеful acolytes To an emptiness I can never put into words To the final resting place of the peace that I wanted to know “You were never loved.” I know. I feel it gnaw on my bones
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
I hear the sound of the triumph of rapture Lock arms so we can all die together Loved ones will sew our bodies below; In shallow graves, rotting beneath the glowing moon I see the faces I was meant to trust reflect off my iris And I am afraid I know that the voices I cherish will blur my thoughts every night And I am afraid It's a dance; flutter soft and slow Look through me; there’s a warm glow Come outside but don't look; Everything we built has died They play the hymn mocking my loss; Crushing my body Beneath the lights guiding mе home; Glowing in scarlet I was a moth caught in the light of my friеnds I was a moth who will be left behind in the end Rapture has left me alone; And I am afraid
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026