This Noose Named Jesus
before i knew what living was
i lived what i thought was life
and all i ever did was stumble
fall and trip upon a knife
just as the blade pierced my skin
the thought of you fell in my head
giving me one chance to breathe
before my broken life was dead
i opened my mouth to scream
but cries of help came out
it was then, i realized
what i was going to kill was about
the thoughts i had about you then
were all i wished would not exist
i'd bite my lip until it bled
to avoid you with clenched fists
every hate i had about you
drove the knife inches closer
so many times i wished to live
just to pray that it'd be over
i tried to run away to hide
to keep a secret all my hate
because i knew if i knew you
it would be my hates fate
the knife before me cried out
'hug me once and you'll feel fine'
but in your heart you knew
'that soul was and is and will be mine'
you were the noose that saved me
killing all the life i lived
you loved me through all the sins
i never thought one could forgive
a blinding light to see truth
was what i lacked just to see
through all the sex, drugs, rock and roll
in your house you wanted me
if empty never sounded right
why did i wait so long
to realize how much i needed you
and admit that i was wrong
you have called me to be the one
to place you round others necks
so you may end the lives they live
stop unneeded train wrecks
circumcise my heart for my sake
bleed your blood upon my life
shine through me so others see
you can save them from their knife...
Copyright © Jeremy Rudko | Year Posted 2006
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