Trapped in a world of hatred and killing. The world is full of unkindness. I don’t know how to survive in a world full of darkness. I’m in a world of grief and sadness. When I could be living a peaceful life with God. The father above all things and people. People judge me about how I live in a small house and get dropped off in an old car. People stare, talk, and judge me harshly. But I don’t mind them because I live perfectly fine. By serving God above all things. Some people may go to church but you have to know the truth. Not just sit in the pew and say a written prayer for your sins. That people say was written by God. The holy one. The priest my be a leader of God’s teaching and beliefs, but what gives him the right ot tell you what you should say, to your God. No matter what you say God is forgiving and loving no matter what you have done or said, ever. You must look deep in your soul and say it from your heart. So reach down and dig for your own words. Live for your own feelings.


This poem was written by: Janelle Barrientes. ©Trapped©
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