poem 8

Turn your paper so that it’s in the landscape position. Write a poem about God or the universe or the horizon of the ocean with longer lines and see what happens.

Hey God, its me again, Eevee by EveeWrites

I know this don’t make any sense but I can’t see

the future anymore, most girls play dress up for

their wedding day and dream about becoming a mother

yet, I am traumatized by both, he hurt me worst than the rest and how can I

give myself to another again and again, heartbreak and judgement lives here, not love

what is love God, oh I wish Jesus would come again and teach others about love again, the heart is growing


cold, I feel the freeze brush against my lips as I try to fight negativity, toxicity, and breathe life into someone


people are becoming worst than my pollen allergies, like I need my mask to protect against their mask of

pain, hurt, anger, rejection, frustration, like Dear God, where is the love, acceptance

I can’t breathe with this shield, yet, I have to protect me when you called me to project Love

how am I supposed to do this? How can I be myself and vulnerable to someone I can Love

but afraid of man’s wrath and pain as they deflect problems onto me like a cloth

I am picturesque by the stains of others, just why me this trapped girl in a 26-year-old body

and haven’t experienced life, or a true friendship. Its all about control now, using people to their advantage

catfishing love, friendship, and much more that the good ones hide in their homes

tik toking their confessions as I watch and cry silent tears

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