July 12, 2023

I don't know what faith I have

been installed with, I seem to

have lost meaning in the words

torturous reflection of sinners

their specialty exciting, the mind

jumps into the pit of religious

zealots looking for an easy mark

-----

what is truth but someone's lies,

each finds a secure hold on some-

thing that gets them through their

daily nightmares, wasted days

-----

salvation is a mirage, a means

of emptying your youthful purpose

of creation, for we all create just

like our holy father but we limit 

our bravado instead toward a

meager simplicity of doubt, a

stuttering thoughts twisted in

----- 

words not your own, a voices

accusations, jealous of your

intuition, trying to derail your

hopes of a gifted insight as they

take from you your once hopes

your inability to persevere now