Thursday, October 8, 2020

My encounter with cannibals

I grew up in a Christian home and have always had a good view of God, unfortunately I haven't had that same experience with church and Christians. Once I forgive and get over something it is extremely easy for me to fall into getting duped all over again. I unfortunately have been very susceptible to falling prey to controlling, legalistic, cult like Christian churches. This poem is about one of my more heartbreaking experiences, where the people I trusted were really manipulating me, controlling me and using me. I am thankful to God that once again I am being healed and learning to trust again, but no longer will I be a fool allowing myself to be used and controlled. There must be a balance and I will find that balance.

My encounter with cannibals

My heart was the bell pepper you chopped up
and put into the scrambled eggs you made from my brain. my joy was the butter helped me not to stick to the pan eventually it burnt up my willingness to submit were the spices that made this the perfect meal mmm it was good