I find myself praying
With every single thought
To a God I once believed in-
But now find myself lost...
A prayer is still bestowed-
A plea made to above
To some nameless entity
I used to trust and love.
The betrayal of a god
With whom I placed so much trust
Lies with my buried child...
And whispers to the dust.
A faith that was unshakable
Has quickly been replaced
With a questioning of everything-
But lost is now my faith...
My baby has been buried,
For that alone I must believe
That possibly a god
Does not exist for me...
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
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