Chasing Heaven

I wrote this poem thinking of the loneliness and abandonment I felt from my celestial father as every night I would pray for him to "make me right" but no answer ever came as I already was right.

I so arrogantly lay claim to heaven, and when at the gates they closed on me.
Now my soul stained of sin, all seven. Lost drowning endlessly in a deep, dark, sea.
The demons came for me on the hour of eleven, as I sank in the flotsam of my heart’s debris
Now even further am I from heaven, as the version of me that I am, God saw as no apogee

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Even God shows prejudice and then we wonder why fewer and fewer young people embrace religion? I refuse to embrace something meaningless that shuns people for being different. Moving poem.