Poem: Savior or slaver?

Another broken spirit

I hate that I feel it

So deep in my soul

You leave a gaping hole

As you tear me down to bone

Crush me then leave me alone

So I suffer in silence

Against your verbal violence

You cut me so deeply

Then you act so meekly

Blaming me for the pain you cause

Ever clinched in your tight jaws

Telling me you hate me

Then that you’ll never leave me

Causing black and blue bruise

Then the one the pain to soothe

The one who causes my suffering

And then acting so loving

You are both my executioner

And my winged savior

Are those wings you spread wide

Made of feathers

Or my hide?

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