Doubts & Demise

--I originally wrote this poem in 2012, a year in which I was most definitely going through a darker phase and was struggling to deal with a lot of misdirected anger and confusion.

Silver wings painted on her back

She never was one to step on a crack.

Overexposed to the toxicity,

She’s just waiting to feel the electricity.

Now she’s scorched from head to toe,

All painted in the afternoon glow.

Begins to fade into the night,

Will she eternally rise to be holy and bright?

 

Heaven above is full of s**t;

How have so many come to believe in it?
If there was someone who truly cared-

Someone who believed your life should be spared-

Wouldn’t all minds be at ease?
Be freed from the lies and obtuse subtleties?

Instead we’re enslaved by endless hypocrisy,

Bound and gagged by the clutches of jealousy.

Dear god- (if that’s your name)

Why do you let us throw the world to shame?

Won’t you forgive us of our daily sins,

Pull out your whip and destroy our shins?

Will you release your grasp around our necks?

End the paranoia of unplanned checks?

Reverse the infiltration of your corruption to save the world from its fate:

Mass destruction. 

Reviews

[Sapientiam]

I believe God forgives everyone, despite our horrid iniquities. I think it's an easy excuse to become angry and blame God for the evils and pain in the world... So, I understand you. He allows tragedy to happen, but God is not cruel. As humans, we only live for the "now", never realizing that the future could hold beauty. We're too stuck in our despair to face reality. The God complex is not meant to be understood. Faith can take us far, but it's okay if some people are cynical about it. I can be a bit cynical, unfortunately, but I never want to leave God. I think the character here can find her way if she believes she can succeed. Great job!