One of the Hopeless

Sometimes I wish I had religion,
Then I could see
Past my reality
Into 'their' eternity...
...But don't you see?
I could never be
That's just not me
I'm out, assertively

Sometimes I wish I had religion
I'm jealous of those
Who I suppose
Have fewer woes...
...But decisively I chose
No Lordly hero's
And my atheism grows

Sometimes I wish I had religion
So now that I grieve
I could believe
Love can be retrieved...
...I remain aggreived
With no reprieve
No hope received


"lest you sorrow as others who have no hope" (1 Thessalonians 4:13, 14)

I am one of the HOPELESS.