Faith in the unrealA Poem by AirilaQuestions I find myself asking everyday.
If believing in something that isn't real to others means that you're naive...so the f**k what? If at 18 you believe in cupid's arrow and whatnot means you're prone to be taken advantage of all for the name of love, is it worth taking the risk knowing that you know this? What if you decided not to take that leap of faith...not believe in the impossible, not believe in cupid and his arrows...then miss the chance at THE ONE. Then wonder what if you had belief...what if you had that faith, then you start to believe. When you put your whole heart into believing in something as magical as this then what could possibly go wrong? Everything. Because sometimes faith will get you nowhere. Adoration of a figment of imagination causes more heart ache than believing in something real...thinking that something good can come of this..mind you having an imagination is nothing bad. But when it becomes a defining character in one's life, it begs the question: "How much faith is too much faith?" When will it be painfully apparent that nothing is as it seems is the matters of the heart? We put out 100% only to get nothing in return...is it that love isn't worth e finding? Or is it that faith in faith is impossible to fathom? Or that one's faith in something...or someone will be their downfall? Could it be that when all goes wrong, when everything fails and you're at your lowest point in life, that that faith that once let you down can cheer you up because you've found something new to believe in? That if the same beliefs you had then, combined with the ones you have right now will make you have a complete turn around? You wonder where all these questions come from? Well I can honestly tell you...I have no idea. I do know that I believe in the power of friendship... faith in love means nothing if there's no one to share it with... my love for what's pure in the world is what makes me beautiful on the inside.
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Added on January 4, 2010 Last Updated on January 4, 2010 AuthorAirilaKingston, JamaicaAboutWhat is there really to say about me? I don't believe in confirmation to society's norms. You are who you choose to be. Me? I'm the passionately passionate object of your passion. I am who you think y.. more..Writing
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