Flesh Broken Bound in Chains

"you're just an empty cage girl, if you kill the bird"

On a cross
We nail the precious
Pain of loss

In a book
We spell our hooks
Of what it took

Through a life
We excercise strife
In  these chains,
 Broken found
In the flesh
 Unbound

 and captured

For peace

In violence 

  To claim our own... benevolence

please

(quietly) 

please

(viciously)

Claim your words

Author's Note