Faith

Two deaths, one coffin.
Here he lies with my faith.
Eighteen years young,
Eighteen years old.
Each nail in the coffin
Comes from His hands.

Reviews

[R.E.K.]

This is so heartbreaking. I love the two deaths part. It really evokes how harshly his death impacted you. It almost seems to you as if two things died, him and your faith. This is powerful stuff. I wonder who this person you wrote about was or if he was a made up character.

[BlueDreams]

An interesting write that portrays both sides of life :) Pessimist and optimist,but we become what we chose! Loved it :)