They tell me:
"God will hate you."
"He will throw you into the fires of hell."
"You must get on your knees and pray until they're bruised."
"God is angry. God hates you. God hates them."
They lie.
I see God in my dreams.
He is like wet sunshine and supernovas.
He is like the rain.
He is like the sky.
He is like the mountains
He is like the the valleys.
He is everything.
He lets me cry.
He tells me that He loves me.
They all lie.
God is not angry.
He does not hate me.
He does not hate them.
He is mercy.
He is forgiveness.
He is kindness.
He is peace.
He is beauty.
He is wisdom.
He is love.
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Bleeding Hearts
Poetry"You either get it down on paper or jump off a bridge." - Charles Bukowski Just snippets of stories I can't seem to get out of my head. All cover credit goes to the wonderful @mydearcc
