church lied
a dark space mentally.
here i've been sitting
waiting for an answer
i knew that i couldn't escape it
but everyone taught me i could
they lied
i tried all the happiness this worlds got.
nature
church
friends
family
i still feel alone
in my own home
under the roof of the church
amongst my friends laughing
wind brushing against my skin
i feel alone.
there never was a god to protect me
there never was a savior
so much made up bullshit
i prayed so many nights away believing someone cared
it was so much false hope
i cried myself to sleep
AS A FUCKING KID BELEIVING GOD DIDN'T LOVE ME
BELEVING I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH
I WAS A KID
that kid is dead
time didn't heal her
it woke her up.
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