Choked

I have sunk to a new low
In this dungeon do I grow
Feeling isolated and invisible
Love that is indivisible

No one visited me when I was sick
No one visited me when I was in prison
No one visited me when I was not
And you wonder why you are divided

Your wish to squash me where I stand
You have got nothing on me
My innocence and guilt you see
Praised and forgiven

Found love even in the darkest of places
Choked by the thistles
I saw a flower with such divine beauty
Survive the onslaught of lies

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