it’s not a sin to be sad

it’s

not

a

sin

to

be

sad.

we feed

ourselves this lie

that christian’s aren’t sad

that we don’t get depression

or struggle with anxiety.

maybe your pastor said it

and maybe your mother fed it

and maybe your father corrected it

but bandaids

don’t fix bullet holes.

gaslighted all your life

like sand in the eyes

you became blind.

your sadness turned to madness

as you faded into the blackness

of a self suffocating relationship.

isn’t it funny

how we convince ourselves

that we loathe our appearance

or our mental capacity?

and so you try to hide it.

maybe you’re a bully

or a pacifist

or an antagonist

or a politician

or a factivist

but really you’re an actor.

it’s

not

a

sin

to

be

sad.

maybe your pastor said it

and maybe your mother fed it

and maybe your father corrected it

but bleach doesn’t come off canvas.