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The Downfall of a God
I am unable to stay silent
I have been shouting since the moment I was born
But the moment you stepped in I finally fell quiet
We were simply children unaware of the
True meaning of the words flowing from our mouths
That sounds like something you would say.
I wonder what my life would be like
Now if we had not called the orange
Piece of plastic you call your phone
And simply went to the party alone
I wonder what it would have been like if
The older kids had not been smoking
A bit too much grass and drinking a bit
Too much beer
And I wonder all these things while i look at
My messy life that has been torn apart
By god's like you my whole life
For when I came into this world
My only friends were the beeping machines
Hooked to my heart to keep me breathing
As I had been plucked from my mother's womb much
Too early and left alone
To die in a cold row of other
Uncooked children
And you remind me of the god that plucked me from
My melting chamber still hot and left to burn and spill on the
People around me
As you used me to burn her
Flesh into ash
You are a cruel yet mortal god
You seem invincible
But no longer will I let you blister the skin
Of another innocent girl
Your name in my mouth is like a sword in your hands
But my name in your mouth is as worthless as you made me feel
So fuck you-you mortal god
You don't have the power anymore
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I wrote this piece while recovering from leaving an abusive relationship. It was one of the many poems that helped me work towards recovery and means a great deal to me.