This morning
I reached for my Bible
My gifted metal Bible
I needed answers
I flipped through the pages
And wondered where I went wrong
I could feel God's disappointed gaze
But I didn't understand
I wondered if God would approve
Of who I have become
Was I the sacrifice that took
Everyone's pain and suffering?
For a long time I resented God
He created me, and then tortured me
Left me on my own
And told me to have faith
I had faith
In the fact that
I hated God
There was no going back for me
My faith shrunk when I prayed to God
Every day in 7th
When kids destroyed me
It was like God stood me up
When I was being told
Conversion therapy was my last chance
I was gifted that metal bible
And a bitterness inside me grew
I never was one to hate
But there I was
Hating myself and the ones
Who tried to change me
But today something changed
I reached for that bible
And I knew what I was doing
I was forgiving
God gave me help in every situation
Yet I didn't take it
He gave me the strength to survive
I just didn't notice
When I attempted suicide
He wouldn't let me die
Kept telling me it wasn't my time
I didn't want to believe the man
I don't remember how to pray
But I remember how to believe in things
I have faith that I will find the answer I need someday
I have faith in God, again
Or at least in a gifted metal bible.
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