Faith

A Poem by mila

Where is my faith?
Does it even exist?
God, forgive me.
I've been such a
Dishonest and ungrateful
Child.
I've done nothing but
Take your blessings and love
To the side.
I didn't give them the importance they truly are.
I stopped praying,
Only when I'm in need of help.
I should be doing that everyday.
I've been the worst,
I know it.
I've let my dark days
Gain control of me daily
That, I don't want to do anything but sit in bed.
Instead of giving you time,
I put my pencil to this paper and
Write.