A nick of aggression
A slash of pain
It cuts through ones spirit
and happens again
It slashes through flesh
It slashes through bone
It cuts and it slices
It leaves none alone
Why all the cutting?
Why all the pain?
Who does this benefit?
Who recieves gain?
"Why do I suffer LORD?"
In anger I cry!
"End all my suffering.
Just let me die."
The pain and the torment
strangle my soul
Then came the words
that filled up a hole
"You are my son.
I am your dad.
There will be pain,
but it isn't bad."
"It drives you to me.
It makes us close.
Here is the truth:
I love you most."
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