Who taught me? What I am following? That always brings about by consequences and fault of others and selflessness. However, being worthy and unworthy, but there is a God with us. Ultimately, one day, we realize and stepped out of hell and save ourselves.
The church taught me that my body was a weapon, and the consequences were always my fault; the church taught me no matter how good i was i was never worthy of love because ultimately, I was flawed and unworthy of being saved and I should be grateful that I had a god that was forgiving enough to accept me as is— it's no wonder I always suffered with self-image and self-esteem and was riddled with anxiety, because the church taught you no matter how good you did in life that none of it was ever the effort of your hands, nor should you ever be given any credit; I am so grateful that one day I just woke up and decided that I wanted to live my life differently, and I wanted to do what was best for me and I wanted to love myself and be myself and live without fear of their hell because hell is trying to be someone you are not in order to please others because some people will never be happy with you, even if you did everything they think or said you should.
A truly lovely poem. ❤️ keep up!