Jane insane but redeemed because ignorant

 
Your constant rejection is really just like
The tip of a blade between my ribs:
Any second I expect an unbearable strike
And that my eyes tell me that the red juice drips.

 
And it will come blazing from the sore
And it will lay open the truths inside me
And you will be kneeling in all this gore
And bandage my wound and feel sorry indeed

 

von mO°ntan (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0)