When Everything Becomes a Lie (Poem)
This poem is meant to embody the desire to hold onto your faith but no longer being able to deny the visceral response in your body to anything "christian;” and trying to sort out the truth from that which was only ever a means to control you. There is pain in this poem, maybe there can be hope, too. Whatever you need that hope to be, let it be found.
When Everything Becomes a Lie
I can’t distinguish you from the lies anymore
I can’t look up and hope
Because prayer has become synonymous with pain
You too let me believe a lie
You too asked me to trust
Only to let the floor out beneath me
You too told me you loved me
Only to leave me hollow
I can’t enter your house
Because it too has left me
To clean the debris from scars
I used to refuse to believe I had
Cut from pastors & leaders
Building their own empire
Fortresses to protect their shiny, perfect halls
Lined with signs that read
“Welcome home” “You belong here”
Whitewashed tombs for the mass graves left in their wake
So I leave the disillusionment behind
No longer do I trust
Believing good intentions
No longer do the ends justify the means
No longer will I add to the firing squad
My white flag leaves me mid air
Left to ponder all the questions I used to have an answer for
And, truth is, I have no idea who you are
Or what you want from me anymore
Everything feels like a lie now
Screaming, “Danger!”
Here is manipulation
Here is gaslighting
Here, God is a box
And you’re either in it or out
All along, all I wanted
Was to love you and to be loved
I wanted to do the right thing
Looking back, I can only see graves
The bodies left for dead
Behind a bus they told us was a home
The empires I helped build in your name
Which only pretended to worship you
A when I look down
All I see are the bullet holes over my own body
I wonder if I’ve ever heard your voice at all
I had only wanted to believe
So I convinced myself I did
Maybe you’ve never been the God
I was taught to believe you were
Kristen Wessels was raised in Bellingham, MA but now resides in Worcester, MA. She has been writing poetry since she was in the fourth grade. Today her work is mostly autobiographical exploring themes of grief, depression, love, identity, and most recently- deconstruction. When she is not writing, she enjoys spending time with loved ones, her cat, and doing anything creative.