I have a habit of sculpting people I like into Gods
and putting them up on a pedestal.
they're above all human flaws
can do no wrong,
prone to no human fallibility, no sin,
prone to never
l o v i n g
me.
if God looks at you
and then sees right past you,
you become someone not worthy of being seen.
if God mocks you,
your entire existence becomes a cosmic joke.
your worth dangles from His fingers,
and you start weighing it
by the number of times
He calls your name,
texts you "hey",
leaves you on read.
//
you see, I have a habit of sculpting people I like into Gods
and forgive me, but I sculpted you into one.
realising a little too late that if God doesn't love you,
you become someone not worth loving.
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Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
