Something Not Even Jesus Could Forgive by Bogdan Dragos

A woman with crimson eyes and red makeup around her eyes and red streaks running down her cheeks, and a red balloon held in front of her mouth
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she hadn’t been his wife

because her religious family would never

allow their sweet treasure

to marry a lowlife like him

But she had been his girlfriend because

she needed to rebel

against her family somehow

But very little of that mattered now

She was no longer among

the living

and it was her own choice

Enforced by two fistfuls of pills

and half a bottle of 65% proof vodka

Her family was beginning

to forget her

now

Suicide was something not even Jesus could

forgive

“I’m stronger than Jesus himself then!”

he shouted in the

hand mirror she left behind

at his place. “I forgive you! And I

still love you.”

He smashed the hand mirror against the wall

and knelt amongst the

shards

They watched him from below

with crimson eyes

Eyes that reminded him of hers when she was

crying in his arms,

talking endlessly about her stupid family who

won’t take mental issues like depression

and anxiety seriously. They said

it was but a phase

and she just needed to grow up

and pray some more. Also, her lowlife

boyfriend needed to go

If only that last

rule wouldn’t have been in place…

She would’ve been here now,

he knew

He reached for the

largest shard,

not breaking contact with the crimson eyes,

and stabbed it deep into

the wrist of his left hand

“Haha,” he said, still looking

at the eyes. “Just like when you took

bathroom breaks from the sermon to video-call me. I… still love you, babe…”

-BOGDAN DRAGOS

Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.

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13 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Bogdan grabs the reader’s attention with a title that can’t be overlooked. Religion speaks of God and divinity but when it comes to understanding and compassion many who call themselves religious and spiritual are actually careless and fanatical. If basic humanity is a trait that one lacks, then all the angels, gods, and goddesses won’t be of any use in the long run. A sad and tragic tale.
    Congratulations Bogdan!

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    1. ( ゚▽゚ )/ This reminds me of a homeless man who refused the help of the local church that wanted him to join (they would’ve given him a place to stay or something like that). He happily responded with something like, “God is love, pleasure, joy, etc. He had created me in his image and I am part of him. I am therefore never apart from him. So I don’t see how you could ever get me closer, but thanks anyway…”
      ʘ‿ʘ

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      1. Terveen Gill says:

        My heart is overjoyed! God is great! Thanks for sharing this, Bogdan.

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  2. Lamittan Minsah says:

    This poem… 👏💖💖 the title and first few lines grabbed my attention and I found myself reading till the end. It’s quite painful what happens in relationships and the hypocrisy of love that beneath it underlies a hellish hatred in most Christian families. It’s a real pity. Great composition 👏💖💕❤

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    1. ヽ(•‿•)ノ Many thanks, Lamittan!

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      1. Lamittan Minsah says:

        You’re welcome, Bogdan

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    1. …is love ╰(´︶`*)╯

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      1. Heavy stuff. But very good. Hits hard…..

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  3. Anitaelise says:

    Very gripping writing. Suicide is such a frightening and horrifying thing and mental health is such an important thing. I somehow like writing that, while expressing the grief and sadness, will also give those suffering a message that there’s a way out. And the idea that it doesn’t have to be this way and that there are other choices that can be made. Because someone who is suicidal will read this and see understanding, but might not see the possibility of hope.

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    1. (っ◕‿◕)っ Thanks for checking it out!

      Like

      1. Anitaelise says:

        Welcome! You have a gift with words and the power to promote change.

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