Takers
You take
The word says, I have no right to keep from you anything.
I have been taken from my whole life and I have no right to feel the way I do-
"I" am the sinful one.
The one who denies "it".
God will not hear my prayers, because I deny and now I am rage.
If I give, I feel rage, if I deny I feel guilt.
Rage or guilt- I'll take numb. It's nice there, no one to hurt, to love or to have love in return.
Alone, that's where I like to be. Nothingness, void of all conflict.
Me, myself and my thoughts.
I like it here, I think I'll stay a while, since God cannot hear me anyways and there is no cure for what I have.
I was the victim, but I'm the one who is supposed to get over it and keep giving and giving and giving.
I have no rights to my feelings. According to the man, I'm sinful-
so, why not give into sin tonight.
