A free verse poem I wrote one Saturday morning, when I woke up thinking about the faith that people have: in religion, other people and themselves. I made an attempt to personify this as a person, and narrated by someone who has lost and is regaining faith.
Comments welcomed!
HxR

I don't know what to say... What can I say? My mom and I each printed this on a picture/ colored paper, laminated it, framed it, and hung it up! We love it. It's so....'refreshing'. IDk What I mean but yeah.

This poem is very interesting for the fact that it feel like you are hearing someone's story. It is very well made to be from a lost-faith person. Congratz.