God Cast Away Poem by Alyce Crowley

The battle ax of my soul
Was lowered...
For you
And you betrayed me...
Darling,
Damn you...
What have I done?
What have I done?
Murdered Angel
Corrupted and martyred
From heaven....
Tell me your soft,
Incideous lies...
Once again
Tell me,
Play me...
Let me be blind
To your sharp
Corruption
What have I done?
Putting my faith...
My faith in you..
Again I lay
Shattered,
Broken,
Broken
I curl into
A defensive,
Fetal postion
And sob...
Kiss me,
Let our souls
Brush..
One last...
Before I go numb..
Let me know...
I stand in the
Presence
Of God
Not another
Mercliess
Stone idol
I love you,
Lost,
Pretty God...