I will never forget the moment my faith has been destroyed.
The belief that I had held all of my life.
When I realised that there is no such thing.
It’s not true anymore.
My heart ached so much.
When the faith has died down.
When I realised I cannot turn back time.
Go back to the way we were.
And I have to live with this.
When my faith has been scattered.
I needed to grab hold something.
I repeatedly listened to this song.
Just because I’m losing
Doesn’t mean I’m lost
Doesn’t mean I’ll stop
Doesn’t mean I will cross
Just because I’m hurting
Doesn’t mean I’m hurt
Doesn’t mean I didn’t get what I deserve
No better and no worse
I just got lost
Every river that I’ve tried to cross
And every door I ever tried was locked
Oh, and I’m just waiting ’till the shine wears off.
You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn’t mean you’ve won
‘Cause along may come
A bigger one
And you’ll be lost
Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Oh, and I’m just waiting ’till the firing starts
Oh, and I’m just waiting ’till the shine wears off
– Lost? by Coldplay-
No, it didn’t heal me instantly.
But it kept me breathing and living.
And I know.
My life has to go on.
Carrying this shattered faith.
Till the death claims me.
This post is in a response to Daily Prompt: In Good Faith
Describe a memory or encounter in which you considered your faith, religion, spirituality — or lack of — for the first time.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us FAITH.