As I sit 'neath the blackened sky
With weighted doubts I can't deny,
My grounded spirit may never fly
Amidst gravity I can't defy.
Veils of nights extended sigh,
Impede the minds of passersby.
On faith alone should I rely
When just a stranger to them am I?
My vanity seeks to deify,
Asking God his reasons why,
Though heaven still ignores my cry,
I live my days in silent reply.
No use to wipe my eyes, they're dry,
The depths of my abyss, I lie,
Tonight, I'm lost and left to die
In the shadows where no truths apply.
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
As I sit 'neath the blackened sky
With weighted doubts I can't deny,
My grounded spirit may never fly
Amidst gravity I can't defy.
Veils of nights extended sigh,
Impede the minds of passersby.
On faith alone should I rely
When just a stranger to them am I?
My vanity seeks to deify,
Asking God his reasons why,
Though heaven still ignores my cry,
I live my days in silent reply.
No use to wipe my eyes, they're dry,
The depths of my abyss, I lie,
Tonight, I'm lost and left to die
In the shadows where no truths apply.
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