Faithless Undone

by sally   Feb 26, 2008


Is he still listening to me??
Or am I just staring at the cieling?
My whole life is about your existance...
Every plan is baout what you have asked.
Now doubts are eroding at my wall of faith,
When things begin to not go my way.
Without suffering there would be no compassion.
Thats what I have to get through this.
But my life has no compassion, or understanding.
No meaning.
Anymore.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    This is really pretty good--but be careful about spelling errors. Good use of some figurative speech.

    Rock on!

    Toni