I Help Love Me, You god

Two times three equals six

I used to say three little words
Misunderstanding meaning in between
Aware of only a brilliant idea
That fairy tales and scriptures taught
Only to learn they were said too easily
So I grew wary and more reserved

I used to pray three monumental words
Believing them to be eternal sanctuary
A warmth to wrap around my insides
To find shelter in a detached world
Only to learn that prayers go unheeded
So I asked for less until never again

I used to shout three powerful words
Smashing the object of my desire
Impaling myself upon the dream
And cutting all on the broken shards
Only to learn that scars heal slowly
So I hid the wounds to avoid the stares

I used to whisper three enticing words
Obscuring my selfish, seedy motivations
Utilizing syllables as apocalypse weapons
To take everything with psycho-vampirism
Only to learn the emptiness of myself
So I stole no more and sought penance

I used to growl three hollowed words
Loathing every conscious second I deserved
Wrought with the ache of nothing more
That I served and placated faithfully
Only to learn my final breaking point
So I promised to remain alone in silence

I will never utter three little words
Having stripped them of all their power
The gloss has dulled, the rust was ground
That all truth and illusion is removed
Only to learn my peace in mute heart
To keep my lessons ingrained in my soul

Author's Note

I almost put this into a proper meter scheme, then I said, "Wait, fuck meter."

Reviews

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'So I asked for less until never again' can definitely relate, each last line made this for me. You expanded each point beautifully. By the end it's dust and it is clear you've seen