I was in church
Singing about how God heals the broken hearted
And they cry no more.
But you,
Have been through unimaginable pain.
And I would hold your hand
Until I crunched your bones in my fist
While I faced down God for you
Because that shouldn't have happened.
You shouldn't have had to face down your worst fear.
Live through it.
Day after day.
How dare God think
My views are favorable
Much less flattering.
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A Year In Poetry
PoetryHappy 2020! I will be putting one whole year of poems in this book. We'll all see what happens! A lot of the poetry I write is to help me understand the world around me. One day it might be a love poem, the next it might be about chicken nuggets. Fo...
