Trigger Warning, themes of s/h and religious trauma

Crucifix carved on your forearm

Cursing thoughts that fight to succeed,

Crushing your brain with the fists of God

and hoping your father will notice you bleed.

As I eat the remains of rotting gums

Will I ever be proud of what I've become? 

It was worse before, it could be worse again,

as I'm standing, sinking, up-right none-the-less.