you said i coagulated too quickly
bled enough to see the pain
but scabbed over to seal it back in
you said i should bleed
lance the infection before it starts
but infection is always there
you pick at me to make me bleed
constantly unsettling the scars
trying to rid me of the afflictions
why can't you let me be?
don't you see that you cause me more pain?
increase the infection?
your nails biting into my flesh
fill me with germs
your self righteousness
your infinite wisdom ensorcels me
makes me heavy with your contagion
and you continue to pick
i plead with you to let me be
let my flesh scar let me heal
but you can't or won't
you give me my stigmata
vain attempt at making me whole
but you are draining me
you let my life flow away from me
is this what it takes to be free?
is this how you heal me? with pain?
i can feel myself dripping
you rouse with the exorcism
and see me complete
you permit me now to heal
coagulate with almost nothing left
you may have cured but left me hole.