Forgive me, I have sinned.
For I was once God, with mankind as my kin.
Only after the end, did I realize my mistake,
I should've never built the land nor the great lake.
Never given more than I could take.
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I made the angels, with whips of Jade.
And then the Devil, Each fire a different shade.
And last came the man, destined to never fade.
They believed I was Immortal,
But they never thought of mankind as a whole.
I only live as long as they believe.
And they only believed in me, as long as there was grief.
I sat wavering on the edge of lost,
Tempted to fall sway,
As I sat and watched my world,
Decay.
Forgive me, I have sinned.
For I WAS God.
YOU ARE READING
For I Was God.
PoetryPoems that put emotions to words, painting a vivid and disturbing picture of the human psyche down the path to insanity. At times terrifying, at times profound, and at times brilliant.