The poems often found on the macintosh air laptops of upper middle class teenagers with dark eyeliner and gay (yet somehow awesome) skinny jeans in crazy colors. Usually depicts their horrible suffering after all their years of opression, overcoming all the barriers and restrictions their expensive private schools have put on their individuality. And by individuality, I mean comforming to the emo stereotype.
1. "My wrists now a river of blood
My tears a forlorn ship Drowning, sinking
Through the crimson abyss
Bleeding the pain away
My deep soul brooding
Yet death's whisper
Stays so far away..."
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.