Void

 I cock my head onto its side

And pull a pitiful smile over my face

And wonder how other women are behaving

To receive and hold the attention

To be loved, loving and lovable

Who have faith and also religion

My heart has shrunk to a tiny ball

I am not quite sure what it holds 

Except the lonely pain of an empty life

Void of the one thing that matters most

The thing that changes the color of your world 

Without it, God says, you have nothing. 

Hence I feel the loom of nothingness. 

I feel like nothing. I feel nothing. 

Just an empty shell. 

Void of the one thing I can’t do without. 

I don’t have a plan. 

Always relied on fate. How different is fate to faith? 

What do I really believe? 

Proverbs 22:6


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