#ill be something

[piercetheeviexo]

when i am in pain i cut up the pages of my mothers bible.

have any been killed for refusing to worship this image?

i am contending with two ferocious beasts.

with shaking hands i plan

of my own corrupt religion.

i feel the pain of those ahead of me

while writhing in my chains.

i shudder with remembrance of what you told me;

fruits of my labour could prove to be all too bitter.

i sit in my fear, quiet and ready to strike,

craving a leader