Nichole Anderson Poet Rhyme

Faiths True

I dyed the road
a tainted red
for every cut
my knife had left

The road led me right to hell
The feeling unforgetable
just like my thoughts
in which I dwell

I died a little more inside
and twisted every lie
to make it true
to make it say
another way to cry
at night and not say a word

then again I could scream aloud
and still not be heard
for this is the problem
that my memories stirred

A life that was bound
the pain I found
the truth the surrounds
and the faith I turned down

glory to the king
who is able to wear the true crown

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