they tell me
that god is good
but how can something so good
let the world burn like this
why did He let them hurt her
why did He let him hurt me
why does He let His children
be ripped to shreds
in the mouths of monsters
in the mouths of men
how am I supposed to believe
that He loves me
when He let our innocence shatter
when He let our bodies be stolen
tell me what lesson were we supposed to learn
what sin were we being punished for
what kind of Father just lets His children
be blown to smithereens
if He is so good
if He loves me that much
then why would He ever let that happen
YOU ARE READING
wilting roses
PoetryAnother collection of (bad) poems. *tw: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, drinking, suicidal ideation and self harm* -a collection of poems that document my experiences with my mental health throughout high school. a warning: i had a few undiagn...
