Screaming contentment in my mind,
I was fine until my beliefs were under inspection.
I could never follow the word of God to perfection;
Now I have no choice.
The silence permeates my thoughts;
Resignation has tied my veins into knots
For the very last time.
Under pressure, I must fall back into His arms.
Is it too late for a refresher
On His wisdom, or His undying love?
I found I strayed from the path to God;
Running down a river of shame
As opposed to praying on the riverbank.
I’m willing to give faith a chance again.
But I fear becoming a religious hypocrite
Since I’ve seen so many before.
I find it hard to trust them;
I already have enough reasons
Not to trust myself.
They’ve chosen my faith for me;
At this I must abhor,
But the day I detest to what I am told
I will be seen as arrogant rather than bold.
If I keep screaming commitment in my mind,
Then eventually I will believe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem