Faith

 

Do you hear me up there
when I cry in dark places,
lost in the pit of terror?

Can you see me up there
when I deny myself
the truth of my own existence?

Do you feel anything up there
when my bones scream
as my dreams shatter?

Will you help me up there
with a miracle so special
it satisfies the heathen?

Are you even up there?

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