Faith

[Serenna]

When does the truthfullness of trust fail
and disappear, with only
the conception of Faith born,
and left within to heal

Trust cowers
in the regret and guilt
and slowly rides out the storm
until it fades away to nothing
lost in it's own pathetic depression
All the while, Faith remains
inside of her, reminding her
of the love they shared
not forgotten by either
reminding her of the way
his hands felt so caring
caressing her face and the way
his eyes examined hers
almost to see everything she feels
yet she can't keep her mind
from wondering what he felt that night without
her

~~Did he smooth his steady
hands across her unfamiliar skin?
Did his eyes engage her?
Did he notice any gold flecks
in the color of her eyes?
Were his lips as sweet upon
her breasts and lips?
Was his body warm against hers?
Why were his fingers finding their way
around somewhere
so
repulsivly
new?
And did his hand grip her hip
to steady the deceitfulness of it all?~~

Her mind keeps wondering
and wishing someone
would tear
away
the painting her saddness has sketched
just inside her eyes
All the while, Faith remains
inside her, reminding her
of the love they shared
not forgotten by either

[machinery]

This just fucking hits me. Reading this makes it hurt. Wow.

[parch]

i hurt as well..you seem to be angry w/ someone...and your poetry comes out very well in this form. loss..the world is at loss anymore. more and more it seems that there is nothing left and this poem reminds me it is so. the truth of loss....doesnt' touch us all quite so much, but maybe it should....maybe we all deserve it.