All my life I was told The way, the truth, the light Was the way to salvation It’s all I knew It’s all I thought
Time has passed Thoughts have changed Is this all a lie? What I’ve been told my whole life? What I’ve believed my whole life?
From what I hear I may simply be wrong But I believe, I believe It loosens, it tightens The hold is there, losing grip
Is it all a lie? The way, the truth, the light It saddens me to think “Is it all a lie?” What’s the truth If there is none?
It loosens it tightens The hold is there, losing grip I still believe Oh Lord, tell me it’s all true.
**- Summer 2011
I wrote this poem last summer when I was questioning my own religious beliefs. This is pretty much what came out of that. It's one of my favorite poems I've ever written personally and I hope you all like it as well.