My Sacrifice

They've numbed me inside

so that I cannot feel a thing,

when they pull away my soul from me,

for I do not wear a ring.

They're tearing away a part of me

Like a book ripped into half,

Ten chapters of my life lost

cannot be written on your behalf.

I'm bleeding everywhere, I'm bleeding within,

My whole life seems to have become a sin.

The cloth is drenched and dripping red,

Wrapped inside is you, a Gift returned to God;

Now, two less feet to walk on a sword.

Dear one,

while I lie on the bed,

I want you to know there was a reason you were shed;

Someday, I'll break the shackles

that lock me to the drain,

I'll make sure I escape before I drown,

it gets flooded by the rain.

But till then, just remember,

it's peaceful down there -

Six feet underground,

The Earth won't make a sound.

~Artist: Anil Keshari