God hates me

Does God exist?

I cannot say.

But what I know most certainly,

If he exists he must hate me.

I look good by most accounts,

But I can't bear to look at me,

The facade is beautiful,

But behind it is nothing.

I have charisma and eloquence,

But I can't look people in the eyes;

I can convince others of me,

But never myself.

I yearn to change the world,

Yet I can't change myself.

I have the mind of an artist,

But none of the talents;

I am taunted by epic visions

Of art I can't reproduce.

I long for death,

But in the most cruel of twists,

I am too craven to deliver.

I dream of freedom every night,

Just to wake up a prisoner of my mind;

I spend the day looking

For truths I'll never find,

I want to leave this world behind.

1:

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8opqbx/lightning_thunder/e05v1zb?utm_source=reddit-android

2:

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8omyw8/spelunking/e05vaa5?utm_source=reddit-android