joeymarie74's blog: "Poetry"

The Way

Stand before me And be baptized in my blood.

You've made me you savior

Now you crucify with your eyes.

You look to me for your dreams

But I'm not your sandman.

You look to me for your wishes

But I'm not your genie.

You look to me for you prayers

But I'm not your angel.

So cut off my wings

And set me free.

They are heavy and they weigh me down.

 Take my halo .

Its bent and tarnished beyond use.

Give me back my will.

Just let me be.

If I tear out your eyes

Will you still look at me that way?

If I rip out your tounge 

Will you have a thing to say?

If I burn out your heart

Will you give your hope?

You look to me for the answers

Which I do not know. I am not the way, the truth or the life.

I'm just me.

So take me down from this cross.

My blood is not your salvation

And my flesh is still my own.