God gifted me a beautiful home.
He saw that it would suit me perfectly,
And so he carefully- with precision- sculpted it to divine perfection.
And then he gave it to me,
To house my soul and my spirit.
But I destroyed it piece by piece.
I let the world convince me it was a disastrous chamber,
That it was flawed at every angle.
That my home was ugly.
So I teared it down.
Piece by piece like peeling a potato.
I destroyed my home
I made my spirit and my soul homeless.
I told them to vacate immediately.
Pack your bags and leave, I said
My low sense of worth birthed anger and sadness,
It killed that fragile part of me that never got to love its home.
And in turn, I was killing myself.
I let the labels get to me.
The likes and the follows.
The acceptance from people who never knew the real me.
I destroyed my home.
-11 pm feels :)
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PoetrySo this is my first ever piece on Wattpad and I kinda feel nervous about it lol. It's an abstract collection of all the things I think about on a daily so it doesn't really have a theme. I'm writing all of it here- the good, the great, the bad and t...
