The Choice of FaithA Poem by Sabbath_NikoleI'm sick of playing Along so nicely I've become quite convincing
What a world What a God (If there is one)
Why should I force myself? Upon this religion Is it the right one? I'm just so unsure
I'm sick of fighting myself There's got to be more Where'd everyone go?
Can't think Can't even make a decision With any precision (For what if I'm oh so wrong?)
What would be better To thing for myself And be wrong Than be brain-washed by the world A political zombie Ran by the crowd
Aren't there other's like me? Other's who have this difficulty Of seeing the truth
But I thought I was alone The only one Why is it I can't trust My decision for myself?
How should this life be? Am I really so wrong Are they really all so right?
Or am I doing it again Twisting these thoughts Into confusion?
© 2010 Sabbath_NikoleAuthor's Note
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15 Reviews Added on July 10, 2010 Last Updated on July 10, 2010 AuthorSabbath_NikoleSomewhere in, OHAboutI am a thinker, in some ways Im considered an adult. I have a passion for some things that could rival the suns heat. Im not just another face in the crowd. Im a sister to two, and a cousin and godmot.. more..Writing
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