Judged
Judged They picked up a thorny crown, tore my foreskin, blood runs through face as they try to fit the crown to my head.They pushed it down so it fits properly. It feels so painful, I can feel my skull burn with much deepness and intensity. I allow myself to wear this crown, because one way or the other they’ll find another way to put me through more painful and severe scorn than this. This crown cuts deep into my flesh, this kind of torture hits my soul and devours my heart. It goes beyond a me
