Agnostic Girl
the story of the girl with conflicted intention. her direction
was known only by a being she was impartial to. it seemed
her thoughts and feelings had been compressed down into
shrugs and one-word replies.
I don't think anyone completely knows or understands her, but, I
like to think she is of two minds in the realm of heartache- with
a dim view on an uncertain future. and when she lays her head down at night, she falls asleep to the nightmare of floating through death
with a warm smile.
if I had to guess why she had found no religion, it was because, for
as long as she could remember, she was the subject of worship. how hard it must be to have faith in an idea that offers nothing in return. all I want is to help her believe in something- once again.
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