My Religion

When I was a child,
I tilted my head up towards your great height
as you squeezed my soft, tiny hands,
Loaded your syringe,
and shot me full of Bible Verses.
The high was an exhilarating release
from the agonies of this world.
As I grew, I learned to envision worlds different from my own.
Although your faith still pulsated
through my sullen veins,
a new light began to take over.
In bravery, I took knife,
and deflated my arteries of the blood
that had crowded my thoughts.
While I will never again allow your drugs
to color my ideas,
I will forever gaze
into the scars that haunt me.