She followed the path of smoke rising from her lips
All the while carving the word fat on her hips
And wondered what was left in her life
She went to church for a day
To try and pray her sins away
But not even God can fix someone as broken as her
Tears falling from long lashes
Wrists filled with long gashes
"Help me God, I'm begging"
A lesson she found out too late
When she was turned away from heaven's gate
God doesn't cater to your circumstances
She wasted her precious life
Finally gained her courage from the knife
Not realizing what fiery depths her actions would take her to
Your distrust in God
When you sat in church only to not pay attention and nod
Is not welcomed in this place of complete worship
She was turned away from the clouds
Kicked deep into the sinful crowds
To spend an eternity in Hell with the others who've done wrong
But God I lost faith
I was stuck in my wraith
Have you forgotten all the good that I've done?
The good can't compare
To the unfixable tear
In the belief between worshipper and God
Does this seem cruel?
Does this sound like God's forgiving rule?
No- so why do so many humans believe it
"You will be condemned to Hell now"
"You've broken an unbreakable vow"
Yet it escapes from the lips of the same people that drove you to it
When you wake up in heaven next to God's forgiving arm
Protected from all of the unearthly earth harm
Laugh in their face and see where they're sent
Most likely they'll be the ones begging to repent
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Poetic Whispers
PuisiMy most often updated work on wattpad, which contains many different poems from love to several darker themes
