Faith is a Clean Blue Sky by InkMe

My home, it is lost
and i don’t want to find it anymore

Source: It was yesterday… | _ink.me__

My mother tells me when the bells chime they ring to the place where God looks upon from,
she asks me to have faith,
wish for a better life, but when i crane my neck towards the sky it pours and slaps my skin,
hard,
as if telling me to never seek for help –
scolding me for sins that aren’t even mine completely to begin with.
I shiver as if thunder embraced my being.
I never look at the sky nor I ring those bells at the temples anymore.

[faith is a clean blue sky and my body is a thunder prone land. neither of us belong together]

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