…And Losing


I am unbelief and contradiction
Shrouded in a skeptic’s gauze,
Duped by love, so doomed to search,
From death to death, unwritten laws.

Once I knew you, oh so certain,
Days I sang your praise to skies
That turned my joy to clouds and rain,
Exposing ancient prayers as lies.

We hide our faces from each other.
Who will find what’s lost to fear?
I swear you don’t exist, but still
I ache for you to draw me near.

Final breath of spirit fills me,
Grieving I exhale the fire—
Charred beliefs consumed in flames
Stoked by the seeker’s own desire.