Faith

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I'm numb from the wounds.

All these years I was lost in the black mist of my world, in pain.

My veins are filled with blood that is as cold as ice.

I keep telling myself I will stop feeling

But here I am, falling again

When I seek guidance

Just get over it, they say

I wish I could find a way

In this world, I don't want to stay

Those who were close to me turned out to be fake.

I got nothing but hate

Now we don't eat on the same plate

I always pray to God to change my faith

To live in peace and to make this pain go away

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