Martyr
I don't need the perfect life
I need to suffer in dignity
I need to be beat up to a sheet
Malled into a pulp
Rummaged within by the wind
Slammed away by the storm
Bloodied and wounded
Broken and molded
Flushed and scolded
I need to be crucified
Suffer a fate worse than death
Face it, feel it, sink and wallow
Suffocate and drown in sorrow
Grieve and mourn and swim in hate
Abandon my shield
Expose my secret
Stripped and bare,display my weak spot
I need to take on a herd of demons
Stand as tall as my hunchback would let
I need to be bludgeoned and torn apart
Live as though my pain has meaning
As if my labour brings forth my healing
So when the time comes that I've lost my bearing
I'd look into the eyes of my darkest feeling
And tell it to consume me from head to toe
Fly me to the heavens where saints shall go
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I need to suffer in dignity
I need to be beat up to a sheet
Malled into a pulp
Rummaged within by the wind
Slammed away by the storm
Bloodied and wounded
Broken and molded
Flushed and scolded
I need to be crucified
Suffer a fate worse than death
Face it, feel it, sink and wallow
Suffocate and drown in sorrow
Grieve and mourn and swim in hate
Abandon my shield
Expose my secret
Stripped and bare,display my weak spot
I need to take on a herd of demons
Stand as tall as my hunchback would let
I need to be bludgeoned and torn apart
Live as though my pain has meaning
As if my labour brings forth my healing
So when the time comes that I've lost my bearing
I'd look into the eyes of my darkest feeling
And tell it to consume me from head to toe
Fly me to the heavens where saints shall go
© All Rights Reserved