Build me a church
To hold all my beliefs.
I take all the chances,
And am known as the thief.
I tried to warn you,
That all this was a lie.
But you never told me,
you wanted to die.
Catch my eye,
Give me a wink.
All that you know
Will be gone in a blink.
And the stagnation of faith,
Leaves a holy stink.
Believe in me,
I'll never lead you astray.
Who do you think,
Took all your pain away?
Held you in my heart,
Protected you from fire.
Now all that's left,
is love and desire.
Close your eyes now,
There are things I must do.
And I don't want to lose
The admiration of you.
Let's call it a dream,
One that's hard to see,
So you don't remember
What you could really be.
And if sometimes It's hard,
for you to sleep,
Don't think of the past,
It'll drag you in deep.
And once you're down that far
It's hard to return.
And the chances are good,
You'll be left to burn.
About the Creator
Debra Herrington
I've been writing since I was 16, I use poetry as a means of expressing my opinions and feelings.

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