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My Bad Religion
Oh, you are the spirits that I worship in my cult.
You are what makes the night dark,
The dimming of the lights,
And the fall of my heights.
Your presence helps but hurts,
I try to find a new spirit but you won’t accept it.
I sacrificed to you and you seem to be unpleased,
Haunting my thoughts for eternity.
If I drink from your cup I won’t wake up,
But the longer I don’t drink the stronger you are.
Oh, you bring me to my knees,
You’re a Bad Religion.
The only way I can talk to you is through a mirror,
You curse me when I speak
And yet I feel the same.
Have I become numb to your powers,
Or have I lost feeling from everything,
Or have I begun to lose my faith in you?
My life is balanced on my head like steak knives,
And is constantly leaning side to side.
I gave you my all and you still lashed out at me,
Leaving the scars on my body,
Now I can’t trust no one.
I find love and you turn it to hate.
I find peace and you bring chaos.
I live but you want me dead.
I pray to a god but you’re the one speaking for me.
My reflection is no longer mine,
But of someone that I once was.
When I have lost faith in you,
I will be free at last,
But you would have still succeeded,
As you had killed what I once was,
You have stripped me from my Identity,
And forced me into a new one.
You are my challenge,
My curse,
My demise,
You are my Mental Illnesses.
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My name is Jaden Wolmutt, a senior in high school and a teen/young adult who suffers from mental illness. My poem is about how my mental illness has over taken me and changed me, no matter what I try to do... feeling lost in my battle against it. This poem was originally made for an English assignment I had but was turned into my voice, and my truth, listening to Bad Religion by Frank Ocean I wrote.