What To Do With A Fallen Hope

Forgive me 

I have forgotten the fondness of a smiling heart, 
or the levity of laughter's luxury. 
I have lost the grail of passion, 
and a passion for people.

Here I sit at time's old impasse

Huh

It seems I've never truly known faith
until I had no reason to believe.
Please Lord, help thou my unbelief.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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