Creator, Performer, Teacher

Floating Words

Poetry from the core of me.

Forsaken

Why have you forsaken me O God

You who spoke of comfort

You who spoke of peace

You who spoke of light

And revelation

All I see is darkness

With no hint of your salvation

No wisp of inspiration

And no beacon of belief

For so long I had faith

In you, in me, in us

Now I have to ask myself

Were you ever even there?

KJ BellComment