when someone hurts you intentionally that is sin, it is sin, sin, sin, slithering its way beneath your skin, raising a scar, be it a reminder or a trophy for all to see that says yes yes yes i won this fight and this is my reward and even when it’s a helping wound beneath the blade of a scalpel or point of a needle and thread the hurt is all the same and your scars will raise and bubble with blood that pops and spills and hurts all over again and your skin will get thicker and thicker and thicker until you can’t make it hurt anymore

occasionally you bleed too much, too much, too much, and the evil can’t worm its way through the mess and into your flesh so all it leaves is emptiness a divot where your skin should be but it isn’t, isn’t, isn’t, and that’s quite a thought because oh where did it go where did it go your skin is a canyon where there used to be a river of blood now dried

sometimes it’s an accident and that’s ok because a small cut isn’t big enough to give way for the devil but oh son do small cuts bleed and bleed and bleed, they scab over, they shed and peel and itch but then they turn white and disappear and thank god they do because it’s embarassing to have a mistake etched into your skin isn’t it