Luce Darwin

They Take His Name In Vain - Poem by Luce Darwin

Easter Sunday,
all is silent
except for this house
this ungodly house!
Spirits are broken
names are taken in vain
get out
please get out now
run for will catch you
and it will never let you go
It swears under it's breath
it will never let you leave
Oh dear God!
Did you know?
You say you love me,
love me with a eternal,
never failing love
but I don't feel you.
It's coming again,
I can hear it's screams
I beg you now
Help me!
I must keep my voice down,
my prayers whispers,
my footsteps silent.
Oh dear God!
Don't forsake me,
I am quiet,
but I am still here,
and I still love you
I dearly love you
but I can't love a monster,
not anymore.
My dearest God!
I'm so sorry
I am not the child you wished for
are you so tired of saving me
or have you finally left my side?
I will burn
I will burn in this house
In the end of everything
I will burn down with this house
and nobody will be there to save me.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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