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Fractured Divinity

Angels on windowsills

By Chasing.after.starsPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Fractured Divinity
Photo by Dustin Humes on Unsplash

My relationship with God,

Is the same as with my father,

Push and pull.

I doubt of his love,

As I’m sure he doubts mine.

It’s complicated and convoluted.

A mixture of anger and love

For how can I hate my own reflection?

“We were made in God’s image.”

Perhaps that has always been the problem.

Tell me, how do I deal with all these emotions?

Waning from exuberance to morosity,

An enigma not wishing to be solved.

I was not made to be a God

Only a human

So tell me, how do I deal with the world falling apart,

Every time I open my eyes?

I dreamt of Godhood once

It was not all it was made up to be.

Free Verse

About the Creator

Chasing.after.stars

I'm an avid reader of mystery books and a Marvel fan. I enjoy writing so I'll treat this place as somewhere to leave my longer form of writing. I hope anyone who comes across my poems or prose enjoys it. Enjoy this ride with me :>

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