I am no Saint
I was destroyed before I even set foot on the earth
My mark on the world is a sinner
In the end I am nothing but I sinner
In all honesty despite the fact I'm human,
I wish to be a God
If I had been born a God I would've clawed my mother's woumb like a beast crawling out of hell
The people they'd prey to me
They'd blindly follow my words despite how twisted they truly were I wish I had created humanity
But just like God and all the other deities I'd turn my head at the sounds of my children's cries
I'd be so ashamed of what I had created that I would loose touch with them
I guess it's probably good then that I'm human my emotions are much more complex then God's
God envies me for at any given moment my mortality will seize, so God is utterly envious of us humans
Us humans that God pretends don't exist I wish has a kid ,God would've listened to my prayers but he never did.
I scream to the sky asking for forgiveness but it's utterly and truly blasphemous for a sinner of a man to ever think he deserved forgiveness from a non-existent God.
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This whole poem or whatever it is is blasphemous.
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Blood Rose || A Collection Of my Poetry: Pt. 2
PoetryA whole bunch of my poems since like 2021 also the reason its considered mature is because most of the poems are very deep and/or triggering yes I did copy and paste the description from rose thorns but changed the year (Quick thingy the series migh...
