Alter Ego: Borderline Atheist
I don’t know how to move out of the limbo that looks like god didn’t keep
the promises of provision.
I am drifting in the sea of too little time and too much pain
and they don’t paint a redemptive picture right now.
I am not capable of trusting my head over my heart anymore
All that knowledge let me down
As surely as it did the inhabitants of The Garden.
I thought I could leave it all in divine handsAnd that it was a safe place to be...
From 40 Days of Poetry prompts with the Story Sessions Community