and here you are, praying
to a god that never learned mercy.
whispering hymns,
to the hollowness in your ribs
like the emptiness is holy.
here you are, kneeling
at the altar of a god that doesn't exist,
or maybe it does,
but it has a death wish.
of you, or of anyone who it kissed.
here you are, thinking
that the god that wants you dead,
will get out of your head
if you follow the rules
that will slowly bind you to a hospital bed.
and here you are, wishing that it will,
cause maybe then it'll leave.
but it won't, not unless you bleed,
and the cuts will spread like a ****
and suddenly.. suddenly you're kneeling again.
here you are again.
same altar, same candles.
i'm watching you light them one by one
hoping that your god will be gone,
but it's not.. it never is.
so here you are again,
the same place i used to be,
and i'm still standing in the doorway,
hoping you'll join me today,
but your god calls so you leave once again.
and here am I again, begging you,
like I used to beg the same god
you kneel before now.
please just come with me,
i know the way out now.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 6:04 AM UTC
and here you are, praying
to a god that never learned mercy.
whispering hymns,
to the hollowness in your ribs
like the emptiness is holy.
here you are, kneeling
at the altar of a god that doesn't exist,
or maybe it does,
but it has a death wish.
of you, or of anyone who it kissed.
here you are, thinking
that the god that wants you dead,
will get out of your head
if you follow the rules
that will slowly bind you to a hospital bed.
and here you are, wishing that it will,
cause maybe then it'll leave.
but it won't, not unless you bleed,
and the cuts will spread like a ****
and suddenly.. suddenly you're kneeling again.
here you are again.
same altar, same candles.
i'm watching you light them one by one
hoping that your god will be gone,
but it's not.. it never is.
so here you are again,
the same place i used to be,
and i'm still standing in the doorway,
hoping you'll join me today,
but your god calls so you leave once again.
and here am I again, begging you,
like I used to beg the same god
you kneel before now.
please just come with me,
i know the way out now.
i wrote this for my best friend who's struggling with anorexia, kind of the same way I used to, only I recovered.
it hurts, because I know that I can't save him if he doesn't want to be saved. i'll still try though, cause that's what love is. and maybe one day he will accept the help, and everything will get better.