Poetry from Pain: EJ Pritchard



Your lips promised freedom

As you bound my soul in chains

The burden felt so heavy

I thought I'd never breathe again


Your words promised comfort

As you dug the knife into my heart

Those wounds are still open

Healing has been slow to start


Your tears promised repentance

But they were just clever lies

My eyes have now been opened

And I see through your thin disguise


Your touch promised heaven

But it was just a facade

Looking back it now is clear

There was evil in the face of "god."