Losing Faith

abbyalmo

Slender beams of moonlight enter this 

darkened chamber as I kneel always alone 

always lost frozen here waiting.

Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass 

looms as dust dances in the air forming an 

image in my mind searing my shamed soul

Tears on a child’s face 

I raise my head, now crying out

for this uncaring salvation.

  • Author: abbyalmo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 29th, 2017 16:50
  • Category: Gothic
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Comments1

  • ron parrish aka wordman

    i can feel you,posted one called silent tear,sums up what you feel



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