Dear God,
when did you learn to hate me
Was it before or after my birth
Why did you choose to bless me with a curse
People no longer look at me the same
I am seen as a shame
They pity me
We once laughed together but now they tip toe around me
Jade Novelist ©️ 2017
If these are your own expressions, it seems you are going through a you and rough time. Take care.
Thank You.
I wrote this poem on behalf of a friend who was going through a struggle with mental health and her faith, I tried to capture her frustrations as best as I could.