Your Poetry Dot Com - Dying to Know

Array ( [sid] => 142864 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Dying to Know [time] => 2008-06-01 12:16:40 [hometext] => for the record, im not trying to make you doubt your faith/religion, but there are people who have strayed away from their faith/religion and/or are struggling with their faith/religion. Maybe you can relate [bodytext] => Why do people believe what they don’t see
but disbelieve what they do see?
It is easy for them, but not for me.

I’m dying to know if you exist
because I can’t keep on living like this.
I wake up, talk, and walk without purpose.

This emptiness fills me with endless tears.
This existence kills me with endless fears.
O’ the thought of wasting away these years.

Is it only my doubt that clouds your light?
Angels don’t tell me if I’m wrong or right.
Break my umbrella so I drench in your might.

I search for you. I see nature’s splendor!
If these things come from you, I wonder.
Somehow, there’s got to be a Creator.

When my senses fail to perceive you,
I really don’t know what else to do.
On my final breath, will I know the truth?

Give me a sign, a miracle, something!
I’m too impatient. I can’t keep waiting.
Hurry! My hope and goodness are fading!

I have forsaken you, and I’m sorry.
If you can hear me, please, please forgive me.
And if you choose not, I understand completely.
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Dying to Know
Date: Sunday, 1st June 2008 @ 12:16:40 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Ambivalence

Why do people believe what they don’t see
but disbelieve what they do see?
It is easy for them, but not for me.

I’m dying to know if you exist
because I can’t keep on living like this.
I wake up, talk, and walk without purpose.

This emptiness fills me with endless tears.
This existence kills me with endless fears.
O’ the thought of wasting away these years.

Is it only my doubt that clouds your light?
Angels don’t tell me if I’m wrong or right.
Break my umbrella so I drench in your might.

I search for you. I see nature’s splendor!
If these things come from you, I wonder.
Somehow, there’s got to be a Creator.

When my senses fail to perceive you,
I really don’t know what else to do.
On my final breath, will I know the truth?

Give me a sign, a miracle, something!
I’m too impatient. I can’t keep waiting.
Hurry! My hope and goodness are fading!

I have forsaken you, and I’m sorry.
If you can hear me, please, please forgive me.
And if you choose not, I understand completely.

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