You gave me a kiss in the Garden
after I offered you my body.
The silver weighed heavy in your hand,
but heavier still in my chest.
You said my name like a prayer,
but left it at the altar,
a sacrifice I never agreed to.
We met again at a crossroads
It was dark but your face was darker
Shrouded by the cloak you wore
Every shadow whispered your name,
and every silver coin
felt like a dagger pressed
against the pulse of my heart.
I walked among the olive trees,
your shadow trailing mine like a second skin.
Every step a confession,
every heartbeat a Judas song.
You offered nothing; I bled everything
and still, your hands were empty,
your eyes a mirror of the betrayal I could not escape.
Every shadow I met became a thief,
every word unspoken a lash upon my spine.
Stealing the warmth from my chest,
leaving a hollow drum of silver coins
where love had once dared to beat,
only the echo of my heartbeat
and the taste of betrayal on my tongue.
I felt the warmth of a memory
before it dissolved into venom,
the hollow rhythm of a heart betrayed—
its drum silent to all but itself.
They dragged me from the garden,
but the garden clung to my bones
Thorns where roses once were,
and a crown I never asked to wear
Why hast thou forsaken me?
Among serpents, their venom dripping, I kneel,
whispering psalms of forgiveness for a mercy long denied.
Oct 17, 2025
Oct 17, 2025 at 8:17 AM UTC
You gave me a kiss in the Garden
after I offered you my body.
The silver weighed heavy in your hand,
but heavier still in my chest.
You said my name like a prayer,
but left it at the altar,
a sacrifice I never agreed to.
We met again at a crossroads
It was dark but your face was darker
Shrouded by the cloak you wore
Every shadow whispered your name,
and every silver coin
felt like a dagger pressed
against the pulse of my heart.
I walked among the olive trees,
your shadow trailing mine like a second skin.
Every step a confession,
every heartbeat a Judas song.
You offered nothing; I bled everything
and still, your hands were empty,
your eyes a mirror of the betrayal I could not escape.
Every shadow I met became a thief,
every word unspoken a lash upon my spine.
Stealing the warmth from my chest,
leaving a hollow drum of silver coins
where love had once dared to beat,
only the echo of my heartbeat
and the taste of betrayal on my tongue.
I felt the warmth of a memory
before it dissolved into venom,
the hollow rhythm of a heart betrayed—
its drum silent to all but itself.
They dragged me from the garden,
but the garden clung to my bones
Thorns where roses once were,
and a crown I never asked to wear
Why hast thou forsaken me?
Among serpents, their venom dripping, I kneel,
whispering psalms of forgiveness for a mercy long denied.