Believing The Beliefs That Are Hard To Believe (But I Still Believe in You)

Believing The Beliefs That Are Hard To Believe (But I Still Believe in You)

A Poem by PoeticFury
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There is a difference between religion and a relationship. At least in my opinion

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Forgive me if this sounds a little bit UN-christian, but in actuality I am not one.

I wake up every single day on the edge of my bed trying to figure out what is it that I want and need, and that I mean living along with the failure that I have been on the receiving end of thinking that I can stop it all instead of waiting for you to decide when its time for me to stop him from hurting because it sucks when he bleeds.


Yes I am talking for you in the third person, but there isn't many choices and ideas when I wake up with thoughts of existence in peril with not many accomplishments. The moments when I say that I was able to succeed.


Option A.. A shotgun

Option B.. A Shot-glass

The third option being the letter C hoping that up there you can see that on top of all it is that I feel somehow I am still on my knees.


Wondering how long its gonna take for my voice to be heard. Although can you really blame me? How can I trust that on this crucial and violent planet in your name you always swear to protect.


I am working a half a day to a half a night job not a career

Doing what I have to do to make everything meet, but the problems surface one after another as if I am yelling out the word next.

I don’t want to read about how things are going to be.

I don’t want to sit and wait for you to come back.

I don’t want it broken down in verses, and I don’t want promises on someone’s name that I haven’t even met.


Those close to me know that I don’t want to be a martyr, but for those around me I will take all their problems away if I could. If it met me dying I would.

One of the things that keep me here… Knowing that life for them would be a bit rough if I weren’t around, but these voices in my head say handle your darkest desires you should.


This is the feelings of comfort.

May I ask are you truly protective?

On my knees I ask because if we are all on our knees with our heads down while you're getting all of these prayers and the rich are doing some wrong to get richer

Not to mention some are born into it, and others are trying to just keep a roof over their head while some are just stone cold on the street, and many are considering robbing people just to make it to one of the previous statements that I just said to make it or not make it to that feet while you are ultimately in control. How can one not feel that when you meet someone half way the choices are not selective.


Hi can I check your memory?

Do you remember me?


I am not asking for a handout

I am just sitting back asking for a belief, answer to the questions instead of constant grief.

Its just hard to accept when you are one in 7.7 billion as of October in the world.

I’m no saint.

I’m not a full sinner


I just want to know that through it all you are the real reason I stride when I feel like nobody else is around. It’s all because of you a sign knowing that it’s not a total loss, but instead lessons for a bigger win.


I too am still on my knees.

Believing The Beliefs For Some That Are Hard To Believe…

Although I Still Believe In You


Amen


© 2020 PoeticFury


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Added on February 3, 2020
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