This  my harmartia
I know it
I live with it I despise it every day
I fight with it
I see it
I thought you accepted it
I trusted you , felt safe with you  
Now I don't
I don't want to see you
I don't want to talk to you
I don't want to be with you
I don't want to be around you
I don't want your love because I don't believe in it anymore

i take verses from song
of solomon so as to feel
what’s it’s like to be loved
like the shullamite girl
i wrap the verses of isaiah
‘round the rings of my simple fingers
so as not to forget all that is promised
i grasp the verses of revelation
in an unshakable fist
so as not to fear what is to come

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the chain
is as strong as its weakest link
harmartia
you have oxidized the chains
that had guarded my
mind and heart
you weakened and exposed
the harmartia in me
leaving me ashamed
unforgivable and
unloveable