I pray till my knees turn purple and my fingers go numb
my mouth goes dry
my eyes water
"why?"
i ask my heavenly father
"why do i have these sinful thoughts?"
"why do i wish i could hold him as he held me?"
"why"
i ask as tears fall down my bruised cheek
"why wont these thoughts go away?"
"why must i be a f@g?"
"will i ever be forgiven?"
"do i deserve to be beat?"
the last one was nonsense
i must be punished for my sins
even by my fathers hands
"why dose every time i see his blue hair
blue eyes
and that stupid mask
do i get these thoughts?"
my knees were bleeding and purple
just like my face
but its ok
i must pay for my sins
(TRAVIS DESERVED BETTER)
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