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May 2016
God, if you're out there,
give me the strength that
your fallen creation used against me
when I was just a child

I'm just a child

Make me strong enough
to pry his fingers from my brain
the next night I feel death breathe
down my neck

The next time a demon
crawls in my ear
and reminds me
of my mortality

God if you're out there
take away what I was born with

God if you're real
why did you provide me with this terror?

God if you care
please make me strong like the Healthies

I was just a child
and you were my everything
I was devoted to you
gave my life to you
for fourteen years

Now it's been three years
since I've talked to you
since I've realized,
you're not there.
Or if you are,
you must not care.

Is my mind...
too far for repair?
I don't understand
what I did to deserve this
if there is even a reason.
If you even made reasons.

If reasons are real.
If anything is real.
If you are real.
I don't know what's real.

God, if you're out there,
give me strength.
I don't mean to offend anyone, this is just my personal experience that I've had with God and my childhood insanity that may or may not creep into my upcoming adult years.
Bailey
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Bailey  21/Gender Nonconforming
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