SpoonInSpoon
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I wrote some poetry as well as other random blurbs and such. Here's a poem I wrote a while back that was inspired by all of my questions surrounding my faith.
#8
Please forgive me
As I sit here
What does it even matter
When those who speak first
Are those who silence last
Nor they try
Believe in nothing
The trouble isn't forthcoming to their dorr
But trouble has no problems
Finding those who believe
Just have faith--just have faith
Maybe it isn't real
We question what we learn
Just have faith
Ringing in my ears
Echoeing like a stream of forgivness
It finds its way
To those who cheat themselves
Maybe I'm crazy
Just fucking crazy they say
What do they know
But what faith has led them to beleive
To waste God's precious
Time on the chance
Things won't change
**** it all
Just dive in
Be free of this pain
Nothing as it would seem
#8
Please forgive me
As I sit here
What does it even matter
When those who speak first
Are those who silence last
Nor they try
Believe in nothing
The trouble isn't forthcoming to their dorr
But trouble has no problems
Finding those who believe
Just have faith--just have faith
Maybe it isn't real
We question what we learn
Just have faith
Ringing in my ears
Echoeing like a stream of forgivness
It finds its way
To those who cheat themselves
Maybe I'm crazy
Just fucking crazy they say
What do they know
But what faith has led them to beleive
To waste God's precious
Time on the chance
Things won't change
**** it all
Just dive in
Be free of this pain
Nothing as it would seem