In Faith We Trust

to feel the pain of a thousand unmanned swords
piercing deeply the supple flesh you hold so dear
to mask,
to be the pain
for we torture ourselves
and bury the truth

the hilarity of our enlarged
egoic constraints of this mental box we confine ourselves to
so underserving,
so deceiteful,
so conniving

so certain we are to trust in false views
so dependent and lustful to not trust in the Faith

for we hold more certainty in the pain that is
than straight from the fear of the unknown
of what comes next

barely holding onto this torment,
this pain
why must we fight Faith?
why must we feel so undeserving?

Faith holds many masks
upon the same tale
of the same face
of the same truth

Faith is solely the belief that there is more
that there is good
and that we are deserving

In Faith We Trust!

How I see it

I know it is not my fault
and I know it is not personal

However

it doesn't change that I am hurt
and that I took it personal

truth.