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my new therapist tells me
that we need to do a
depression assessment.
during it, she asks me
if i believe i am being punished.
i ask her, "punished by who?"
and she shrugs at me.
i tell her, "i would have to
believe in a god of some sort
to believe that someone
could be punishing me."
she scribbles something down,
looks away from her paper,
tries to make eye contact,
asks me, "hypothetically,
if there were a god, would you
believe you're being punished?"
and it takes what feels like
an eternity of silence
for me to answer her.
i swallow the lump in my throat.
i settle my stomach
with the palm of my hand.
i do not meet my therapist's eyes.
i tell her, "there is a reason
i don't believe in god anymore."
-mars
#8/23/23#the other ones#mars.poetry#my poetry#lgbt poetry#original poetry#sad poetry#original poem#poets on tumblr#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#poetry about religion#button poetry#poetscommunity#prose poetry#my poetry always gets religion-heavy whenever i start going back to therapy . fun realization. anyway!
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god was shocked by newness
he gave us arms and shovels
he gave us strength and siblings
of course cain buried his brother
the novelty made him gasp
sprinkle the world with rain
let the blood drift like rafts
and now we are all infected
by the wrath of cain
the hatred for abel
a mark that won't let us kill him
but will never let us feel peace.
#poems and poetry#poetry#original poetry#original poem#poems on tumblr#poem#poemsbyme#poet#this is about having siblings#siblings#brothers#brother#cain and abel#poem about religion#poetry about religion#cain
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O God, what crimes have I done
Left lost, my calls unanswered
I clasp my hand oh so tight
Only to be left with silence
Am I not as important as your children?
Have I become a delinquent in your books?
What have I done to deserve such treatment
Let me be your daughter
Prove myself your worth
Do not leave my suffering in silence
For it, should be in your conscience
#poems and poetry#poet#poetry#writers and poets#writing#writerscommunity#writers on tumblr#female writers#religion#poetry about religion#religious imagery#poems on tumblr#original poem#my poem
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"I BELIEVE THERE IS A GOD. BUT I'M NOT SURE HE STILL BELIEVES IN US." // MUSINGS ABOUT GOD
Vi Khi Nao Fish in Exile // pinterest // Ada Limón The Echo Sounder, from "Lucky Wreck" // Mitski Bug Like an Angel // Margaret Atwood Half Hanged Mary // Ethel Cain American Teenager // Supernatural (2005-2020) cr. Eric Kripke // Elle Emerson Regarding the Röttgen Pietà // Yves Olade Belovéd // Kim Addonizio Wild Nights from "Tell Me" // Jensen McRae Machines // Supernatural (2005-2020) cr. Eric Kripke // Anna Kamienska A Nest of Quiet: A Notebook (tr. Clare Cavanagh) // Tom Waits Day After Tomorrow // pinterest // Lauren Camp Upon Taking the Universe One Thing at a Time
#about god#on self#on religion#poetry parallels#poetry compilation#web weave#web weaving#words#poem#spilled poetry#spilled ink#dark academia#spilled thoughts#writing#dark academia quote#poetry#dark academia poetry#vi khi nao#ada limon#mitski#margaret atwood#ethel cain#supernatural#spn#eric kripke#elle emerson#yves olade#kim addonizio#jensen mcrae#anna kamienska
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anyway here’s a poem i don’t really like/can’t figure out how to fix so it’s probably not gonna make it into the next book but you guys can read it if you want
#poetry#cw catholicism#cw religion#catholiscism#cw grief#one day i won’t always write about the weight love leaves behind#but today is not that day
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inanotherunivrse // pencap // journal 1970-1986 - andrei tarkovsky // 100 love sonnets - pablo neruda // flowers of evil - charles baudelaire // unknown // unknown // holyaches // i'm your man - mitski // descended from dreamers - li-young lee // as consciousness is harnessed to flesh: journals and notebooks, 1964-1980 - susan sontag // the-overanalyst
#on martyrdom#to me this is about the todoroki family#shouto :(((#also inspired by the difference btwn the floors and the walls by 11KBby11#web weaving#web weave#poetry#media#literature#music#wish i couldve found more songs to go w this#religion#religious symbolism
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in which you are seven years old and trying to dislodge the chunk of apple in your throat // october 22 2023
#hiiiiiiiii new catholicism poem. who out there is feeling mentally ill tonight#thinking about the list of sins that a child could commit that they gave to us before our first communions#poems about religion#poetry#catholic guilt#i should have a tag for the guilt poems specifically. maybe#this one and the lady macbeth poem are siblings. brother and sister (adam + lady macbeth)#poets on tumblr#poems and poetry#poem#poetsandwriters#original poetry#original poem#ex catholic#did NOT proofread this one lmao you're just gonna have to take it as it is
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From my new poem “S&M&U&ME”
#poetry#poets on tumblr#poetic#poem#literature#poems and quotes#web weaving#poems on tumblr#writing#grief#religion#religious trauma#situationships#poem about love
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ruchita, excerpt from about love
#book quotes#franz kafka#poetry#slyvia plath#taylor swift#aesthetic#book quotations#dark poetry#diary of ruchita#poetrylit#literature#literary#about love#poetry about love#poetry blog#love and religion are the same#on love#quotation#quotes#poets#prose#longing#loving#mahmoud darwish#i am in love with you#sapphic#sapphic poem#sapphic poetry#i love you#prose poetry
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When He keeps quiet, who then can condemn? - Job 34:29
Psalm 102 - Semler / Half-light: Collected Poems - Frank Bidart / The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath - Sylvia Plath / Greywaren - Maggie Stiefvater
#mine#im having feelings about God again#and i dont know how to cope#web weaving#psalm 102#semler#Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016#Frank Bidart#The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath#sylvia plath#greywaren#maggie stiefvater#job 34:29#catholic guilt#religion#religious#text#poem#poetry#literature#music#once again ronan lynch captures the pain of catholicism#♡
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Dante’s Inferno, Canto XIII. // DO YOU DOUBT ME TRAITOR by Lingua Ignota // Apocryph by János Pilinszky // Epistolary Grieving For Jimmy Swaggart, No. 3 – Hell by Lingua Ignota // Spring by Edna St. Vincent Millay // Penumbrae by John Updike // Angel by Leila Chatti
#first post yaay#possibly the last too idk if i will have the motivation to make more lol#i have a conflicted relationship with religion can you tell#no one in my family is religious though how did this even happen#words#web weaving#poetry#🐟#WAIT#i fucking forgot that it might not be common knowledge that if you commit violence against yourself#i.e. you kill yourself#then according to dante you go to hell and turn into a living tree#umm. well this is what the post is about#maybe it is common knowledge i dont fucking know
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@/writerandweeper on TikTok // "Susan Smith" by Wych Elm // @/noknowshame on Tumblr // Book "Call my name" (2017) by Melissa Febos // "Family Tree (Intro)" by Ethel Cain // "Easter" by " @/freedomanddisorder on Tumblr // "Hail Mary" prayer
#I am not even religious but i find relief on her figure#mary#my next essay will be about her#i just love religious poetry#religious trauma#religious imagery#web weaving#girlblogging#manic pixie dream girl#female hysteria#female manipulator#female rage#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#virgin mary#motherhood#god loves you but not enough to save you#religion#i guess???
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I never thought I was an optimist.
I saw the world as fairly dark
with bright spots only there to cast
a shadow across those lesser.
however I choose to hope.
I choose not to believe in a God
because if this is a world He deemed
"good"
then he cannot be as "good" as he claims
and if this all is in my best interest
God can go fuck himself.
I choose to believe in natural benevolence
believe we are not doomed nor destined
I believe we have hope.
#poems and poetry#poetry#original poetry#original poem#poem#poems on tumblr#poemsbyme#poet#calvinism#religion#poem about religion#poetry about religion#religious trauma is a religious choice
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when about Judas/love through a biblical lense.
I didn’t mean for it to end this way. Sometimes love is... betrayal. The coins. A priceless kiss. I’ll hang myself tonight after I see the blue in your lips. He’s compelled by a higher power. Everything will be alright in the end. His master has gotten out of scrapes a thousand times before. His love cheats death. Did I tell you anything? Did I confess all my sins? I am so dirty. Filthy. Unwashed. Unclean. Guilt washes over me. Belief or distance. Ultimatums made of secrets and crucifix kisses. I mourned for you, but you did not take the time to notice me. My Christ has been stolen. I wish for a different life. My mind. Broken and tired. It burns when he’s asleep. The rope will never break. Prophecy.
#biblical poetry#i have complicated shit about religion#judas iscariot#hes the most compelling person in the Bible to me#he loved him#he was compelled to betray him#it was god’s will#did he ever have any other choice?#he killed himself#because of it#.#ex(?) southern baptist
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RELIGION AND SUPERNATURAL
unknown // Supernatural (2005-2020) cr. Eric Kripke // Mitski Bug Like an Angel // Supernatural (2005-2020) cr. Eric Kripke // Lingua Ignota NO. 1 / FORGIVENESS // The Rapture from "Supernatural" (2005-2020) dir. Charles Beeson // BELOVEDVIOLENCE a search for God // Paint It Black from "Supernatural" (2005-2020) dir. John F. Schowalter // Ethel Cain Inbred // Supernatural (2005-2020) cr. Eric Kripke // John 11 1-45 from "The Holy Bible" // We Happy Few from "Supernatural" (2005-2020) dir. John Badham // Ethel Cain Sun Bleached Flies // Inherit the Earth from "Supernatural" (2005-2020) dir. John F. Showalter // Tom Waits Day After Tomorrow // Don't Call Me Shurely from "Supernatural" (2005-2020) dir. Robert Singer
#some of these don't really match but oh well#some of them are perfect tho like no. 1 // forgiveness and jimmy novack ?? his name is literally jimmy#about god#on god#on religion#tw religious trauma#supernatural#spn#supernatural sam#supernatural dean#jensen ackles#jared padalecki#sam winchester#dean winchester#mitski#lingua ignota#supernatural castiel#misha collins#ethel cain#tom waits#poetry compilation#poetry parallels#web weave#web weaving#poem#spilled poetry#spilled thoughts#spilled ink#dark academia#words
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How to Talk to God:
- A step-by-step tutorial
Step 1: Tell him everything.
You will wonder why you need to tell him these things about yourself, for God is supposed to be all-knowing.
Do not question him. He is all-knowing. He is simply giving you a chance. He does not have to provide you with a chance.
Step 2: Beg for His forgiveness.
It’s best to do so on your knees, knelt at the altar. No matter where you are in the world, God will always be looking down on at you.
But you don’t look very remorseful with your shoulders held high, it’s better for you to be low enough to kiss the Earth He created for you.
Show Him your guilty hands and pray that He will wipe them clean.
Step 3: Be grateful.
God has given you more than you could ever understand. It is true that He might not answer every prayer that escapes your lips, but God knows that now is not the time.
Yes, He is all-powerful, I don’t know why you would ever question that. Here, put a few bills in this basket, the higher the offering the stronger the faith.
He knows more than you could ever comprehend. Trust in Him, and He will provide.
Step 4: Have unwavering faith.
You know, the reason God hasn’t answered your calls is because He can feel your faith wavering. Though, I’m sure Father John has already spoken to you about this.
Maybe if you loved Him more, He would be more keen to save you. You haven’t gone to confession in so long, do you even deserve to be blessed with that communion?
God doesn’t like people who whine.
Step 5: Give up
How many times can you apologize before the words lose their meaning? How many times do I have to kneel before you, bloodied hands and bruised knees, before you show up?
It’s 11:13 a.m. on a Sunday and my right hand is gripping a crucifix in the back row of my home church’s pew. My head is bowed, my heart is heavy with everything that’s ever happened to me, splinters from dead wood are digging into my palm, and I’m begging for you to help me.
You do not answer.
The wooden cross tumbles onto the blue-carpeted floor and lands facing away from me.
I feel guilty.
I do not apologize.
#tw religion#tw god?#poetry#writers and poets#writerscommunity#i wrote this#writeblr#writing#writers on tumblr#writers#oops i let my religious trauma show sry about that
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