An angsty sad poem which is badly written because the poet/author was a drunk 20-sum year old boy who got his heart broken in a melodramatic way and is unable to cope with simple life problems, and that of which is what his poems reflect
when you’re so drunk, you realize how horrible your life really is. your friends talk shit about you, your family leaves you in the dirt, your significant other doesn’t want to see you. It can take a whole bunch of vodka and rum to make you realize that the entire life you’ve been living is a piece of shit. if you killed yourself, people would be sad for a week and then move the fuck on and forget you. when you’re drunk and sad, you come to realize that nobody actually cares about you.
J-“why did he kill himself?”
M-“everyonesaid he got drunk and sad. you know that must’ve been his breaking point”
J-“damn.”
church hurt is where you experience a degree of distance, pain, or judgement from your church community. Essentially, you are just unable to “find your place”. This is prevalent in the Christian community, but can be extended to other religions.
Now that I am an adult I am beginning to heal from the church hurt that was inflicted on me as a child.