Clutching, my hands tight weights, shaking with irrational fears of fate -
Hidden, lightning flashes, thunder crashes, wonder if I’ve been left -
Reeling, pale thoughts full of self-loathing, a horrible, sinful child -
Indeed, deserving to burn forever, for disobedience to His holy word -
Sobbing, alone in the dark, haunted by visions of vile demons -
Trembling, silent tears slip into the hitching wind between my lips -
Ignored, desperate prayers for forgiveness, frantic for a mother’s embrace -
Anguished, indoctrinated by self-hatred, judged for self-love -
Negated, any feelings invalid, only faith can set you free?
About the Creator
Kenny Penn
Thanks for reading! I enjoy writing in various genres, my favorites being horror/thriller and dark/epic fantasies. I'll also occasionally drop a poem or two.
For a list of all my work, and to connect with me, go to www.kennypenn.com
Comments (7)
I loathe religion, which means I love this even more
Excellent work. For a faith ostensibly based on love, there is an awful lot of restrictions around that.
😭 My heart breaks for the speaker (you?). People do such damage with something that is actually the opposite. ❤️ Very well done.
this one hit a little close to home, well done.
Stay out of my head, sir... 👍🏽😔🙏🏾
This was all-too-relatable with my Catholic upbringing. So clever, but so gripping...I felt a tightness in my stomach as I read through it. Well done on this one Kenny!
Gosh this was so intense and emotional. Are you okay Kenny? 🥺 Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️