Day after day, of torture
I’m glad I am still alive……
Rusty nails hammered into my spine
Withdrawing from me –
Blood everyday
Replacing new blood – blood of filth
My body itch from within……
I was served with the best meal the night before.
Staring up into the dark sky,
While the priest whispered his prayer into my ears……
His prayer so long, and I ignored……
To him is prayer……
To me is trash noise……
he went on and on…….
20 years of my life,
I’ve learnt nothing but a big lie……
I’ve learnt that God’s existence……
Is just bedtime stories for young children.
Praying and praying Is merely an action that proves your foolishness.
All these preachers…….
Are nothing but wolves that prowl in the night.
Behind people’s backs,
Wagging their tongues of blades.
God is blind. Seeing nothing but our sins.
This morning, When day breaks,
I know the time has come.
Few more hours before the ritual begins……
I lay hopelessly in my corner.
Hear the sound from someone being dragged……
From the inside to the outside,
Into the sand……
Hitting of nails, One by one,
Sending endless pain to the victim.
Up he is, crucified, on the crooked cross.
Looking almost unconscious……
Sight of a katana
Reflection of the sun
Can wake the dead from their sleep.
Scream in terror
Stare in horror
Souls start to melt.
Knocking on my cell
Forced open the door
Grinning in evil
Dragging me out
Just like the one before
One after another
Doing it repeatedly Again and again
Kneeling on the sand
Tightly I closed my eyes
Knowing now it’s my turn
Screaming out for help
But there’s no one who can hear
With only me here, in tears
Beaten to submission
Laying in pool of blood
Dragging me to the cross
Leaving trails of blood
Katana slashed across
Leaving a deep gash
Stomach split open
Emptied all contents
In my eyes, Pitch-black is all I see……
Woke me up,
rain on me with Tequila.....
My eyes are forced open.
Set on fire, the bloody mess right before my eyes.....
Seeing my own flesh being burnt,
i know I am gone......
I am gone......
Myoji
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