Falling apart once again at the seams,
And no one can hear the desperate screams,
They escape through my mouth with fiery grace,
And hurdle right towards your angelic face,
But they are blocked by the ignorance you hide behind,
And shout from the safety,
"It's God's love you must find,"
but to get to God would I have to end my life?
End all the bullshit horrors and strife,
not bad it now seems to commit such a sin,
If at the other end,
Is where love has been,
YOU ARE READING
What is there?
PoetryDepressing Poems, caution, trigger warnings possible. Feel free to critique, any feedback helps me out with improving.
