A Whisper of Faith

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A Whisper of Faith

 

 

I closed my eyes, knelled to pray
desperately searching for the words to say.

 

 

“Faith, to simply close your eyes and take a step
hope and pray that you do not fall and regret.
Where your drowning in doubt, struggling for a sane way out”

 

 

I want to know how you could forget your children,
every soul lost within this wicked playpen.
Running the gambit with temptation until they just give in.
Told to play my part, with no clue where to start.

 

 

They bath in decadence, while mocking violence
spewing filth all the while drowning in their spite
cowards all afraid to do what is right.
With a pity me degree, in a school of all about me.
Their eyes wide open, but still blind to see.
Idiots you and I, playing the game of suicide.
Pretending we are still alive on the inside.
A whisper of hope, whats the word? Ah, Faith.
Seeking salvation, redemption, finding our grace.

 

 

My garden of Eden, my paradise lost.
Everything sacrificed at such a high cost.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"I no longer recognize the monster in the mirror"

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jesusmyjoy's picture

hi

amazing write

indigo_kid007's picture

xoxox

you explain this life so well.... thank you.


EricaMay

MatthewWayne's picture

You are welcome, but it

You are welcome, but it should be me thanking you for the wonderful comment!


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

facethetruth2b's picture

Wow , in a good way of coarse

Wow , in a good way of coarse ...Enjoyed it all...Thanks for sharing your deep hidden thoughts...


you laugh at me because I am differant, I laugh at you because You are all the same ...(KoRn) J.D......

MatthewWayne's picture

As a writer I learned along

As a writer I learned along time ago that there really is no such thing as hidden thoughts, deep rooted yes but eventually every demon, every love, and every pain is wrote down and expressed and my goal as a author is to share the expierence. As always thank you to everyone who enjoys reading my work.

haha and yes I suck leaving comments :S


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

Elfy's picture

Very true there is no hidden

Very true there is no hidden pain, just unsaid words, but give it time and they will come.
Pain is always shown, where or not others relize it is one thing. Every feeling will come down on the pagesat one point in another of our lives and days. But I agree with the others, and I'm sorry for it taking so long for me to read your poem, things have been crazy as of late, that and my sleeping pattern is screwed even more. Lol I love the poem, it was shorter then most, but it had a lot of meaning, and showed your expierences very well. You opened up nicely and described it even better. Which in some cases is harder to do. I loved this. And Is it a good thing that you don't reconize your monster in the mirror? I think it is, from the convos we have had, but not quite sure. But very nice poem hon. Keep writing, your talent is remarkable and your words are like masterpieces of art, written on the pages or well typed upon the screen. Lol. <3


-Elfy*

AirAm's picture

I like your poem. Kinda how I

I like your poem. Kinda how I am feeling right now! Good Job!


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