Profoundly, I honestly  should be flipping through the pages of The Bible.
But I think I've been the good Christian today.
Oh wow, I'm in such denial.

My religious beliefs were something I learnt inside a building on a particular Day.
What was constantly burned into my mind was, "Jesus is the Truth, light and The Way"

So what is my way to success without the shortcut through life
Told that the future is praying now in the present for my future wife.

But I'm trying my best to find some strength to remain in prayer
But my world is burning down in front of my eyes
Our misdeeds and evil actions the flames layer.

See I belief in a Lord but I hate how I can't stay that long on the belief
For it was hardest for me to accept an invisible entity to help being my relief.

My religious beliefs sometimes clouds my judgement
And through storms of life I find it that hard to sing out to Him the loudest.

For sometimes it's like you left me in alone the wake
Adding to the fact the world tries to prove you real or fake?

We haven't met in person, so if I die don't disappoint me in death
For I'm pulling out on my Faith by a slim stretch.

Now everything feels like a mile
From a long way before seeing Christians hiding themselves behind a Sunday smile.

But are we still on that course we've travelled
Acting though we have all things in check but we won't like the day it comes to be unravelled.

I'd hate to be part of the bunch
But as the days are growing with me and time, it feels to be coming that such.

Would those with such strong religious beliefs look at the broken Christian the same
Or would such people spit rivers every time they'll speak his name.

For see my religious beliefs don't see me out when I fall to ground
When I say something out of the stereotype Christianity spectrum, I'm then kicked out of the crowd.

When the idea I've brought out is not making me feel that proud.

Now brought out of me is this youthful pride.
That large ego of a man I tried my best to hide.
Questioning between being ungrateful or thinking it's all me with the Lord behind.

Really I should pray a little more often
But I feel like chocking on the idea when saying the first words and it's all but coughing.

For when I want to ask the Lord for something I feel like acting so greedy.
Hey Lord how about a couple dollars for the hectic day. Don't see me acting so needy.

Such religious beliefs, thinking good deeds will get you an express pass into Heaven
But even thieves repenting on their last misdeeds will meet me there as my Brethren.

Perhaps the way to break free being caught in between the battles is breaking free from the Christian stereotype
For I'd rather try to be real to myself and people all around. Not hiding behind the hype.

I just want to live my life like I'm living out on worth.
To believe I'm not the waste of space in the world nor the waste of time from the first seconds from my birth.

For if I leave the earth in a moment where will I go
Though I'm told Heaven awaits me how do I truly know.

All I know is, holding onto this faith as all to hold,
To one day die on an age of very old
Making it to Heaven Gates in the Awe and wonder of it's Behold.

Speaking from my Religious Beliefs.