You Were Never Loved

Each late night reading Prodigal Son
My name is etched in between each line
As the words; they well your eyes
Each count of my breath brings me closer to
The worst thing that has ever been said by you

These horns you see
Surfacing
Twist into the only way
I keep myself alive

The last thing I hear is

You were never loved
You are not a part of us
Each foul breath you take
Spits in the face of the God that has promised me grace

I was so afraid of the person I knеw I was
I walked in the path of saints
Guided by spitеful acolytes
To an emptiness I can never put into words
To the final resting place of the peace that I wanted to know

You were never loved
I know, I feel it gnaw on my bones