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Robert Z Jun 2017
I've never been quite taken to the idea, the concept, of religion but I've always been fascinated by worshippers and their gods

Deities deified and dyed with the colors and patterns that they don't quite find as their own but their them is not theirs or through their own thoughts and how their image is cast how they've found they've been wrought

Who's the god

God's god
a mob
Wanted to toy with run-on, no-break phrasing and reading speed and, of course, a humanized and pitiful god
Morgan Gail Jun 2017
you put me through hell, and expected me to be grateful for it.

"thank you" for tearing me down.

"thank you" for making me feel ***** for everything you did.

I prayed to God like I was guilty of your sin.

I still scrub my hands in scolding showers in all my attempts to feel clean again.

and to think I asked for your forgiveness for all the ways I tried to feel whole again.

go ahead and tell all your friends about how I am such a cold, unfeeling woman.

I've cut ties with everyone I used to call my friends.

the ones who said they loved me, but were nowhere to be found when I needed them.

well, the blind will follow the blind, and that's the way it has always been.
Yozhik Apr 2017
though I do blame you
I more blame     me       for trusting
That's much easier
copyright 2017 M. Kehl
In hollowed halls I roam until the dawn
The minds and bodies are already done
I walk across my mind and not the room
Eaten by my thoughts of impending doom!
But there is a dwindling light from afar
It floats in my mind and falls in my heart
Blinking Nose Apr 2017
Mad girl wonders why
She recalls a lover's toes
Instead of his smile
Blinking Nose Apr 2017
Humming birds don't come
Around my house anymore
But it is April
So I sit by the window
And look outside in mad hope
Shaw Hovsk Mar 2017
Churning in, the way you spoke, it was intoxicating in this
                  violent way that,
                                                overall
   ­                was entrapping
and shook shivers down the spinal cord of
                                                                ­           my conscious

Big wolf,
                gaping jaws,
                                       drooling maw
                                                             ­   Why are you teeth around my throat?
May I pet your mane
in reverence, sleeping in my wake
                                                            ­  dissembled, disjointed, disappearing
Great beast,
                     claws of rusted iron,
                                                         teeth of glass
                                                           ­                      Why are you paws crushing my throat?
                                    Sickening sugary words! Doing
anything                    for love? for attention? for what?

Clutching, never letting go,
                                               devouring whole.
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