Welcome to the Outside

Welcome to the outside

Where nothing quite makes sense

So many ideas to choose from

What's real and what are lies?

I just want to know everything

To figure out what's true

Or safe enough to believe in

We all need to trust something

Even if it's only ourselves.

My trust in me was shattered

Before I realized it

When false friends were critics

Their envy disguised as concern

What was there to envy?

I was sad, unsatisfied

Maybe I couldn't settle

For what I was given

We were fed like veal calves

Ripened for the slaughter

How can escape be a sin?

Joy is the greatest divine.

Welcome to the outside.

 

Author's Note

After my childhood in the Jehovah's Witnesses.

Reviews

[Lynx]

The words you used expressed the emotions in the poem so well, it's amazing, and I love this piece. I love how it's so heartfelt, and I hope that you regain your trust, at least in yourself. For who cares what others think, as long as we are confident with who we ourselves are inside? Anyway, great job on this and I hope you do get over the past and move on. May my blessings be with you, omg I sound so old, haha. xD Lingga