"Hellshore"
It was my demons
who set the sails
and took me off the hellshore—
when the angels, pristine and polished,
broke the propeller
with their silent smiles.
I waited for light,
but it never came.
Only shadows answered—
with calloused hands
and battle-scars
that matched mine.
The demons did not promise heaven.
They offered motion.
They gave me wind,
the kind that cuts,
but carries.
They did not judge the blood
on my feet
or the fire in my chest—
they only asked
if I still wanted to move.
And so I sailed.
Not with wings,
but with will.
Not toward paradise,
but away from chains.
Now, when they speak of salvation,
I remember who got me out—
Not the ones cloaked in hymns,
but the howling, broken pieces
I dared to call my own.-
Left Yq.
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