The Saviour Poem by Katerina Val

As she whispered she had no chance
My loneliness rose above her frozen hands
her silent rage slept away
and the anger melted in the poison
where her heart had laid
where her heart remained

"I sing, I pray, and still no chance"
she looks upon the broken
they, half proud and half mad
half animal, half man
"I raise a chance, it's for them to see the sun
and still they cry, they die before they even try to sleep
they are all fool and incomplete"

Her heart resists
Her hands are wet in blood
"I cut, it's all pain that it always consists
Our world is endlessly in a mad head
Take off your hut my dear and try to take a step ahead"

She smiles in a weird cold smile
And she holds my hand like it was never mine
"I'll lead you to your heart, let them die,
watch them as they dry their heart, ask no questions why"

and silently she pushes me away
and leads me to the way
regretting that their minds are among all of it, the coldest freakiest lie.