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And, or

And

Here is where it deeply begins

Those voices, these questions

What's with the other side of the coin

How do I know

Is it even possible to know

This thing is vague, that thing I don't understand

What am I relying on though

Do I work with what I have now

Is it about continuing blindly

Or about trusting the smarter, bigger, older and holier

Or what

Is that how I approach other things

But, is this even similar to other things

Why not, not sure

What am I keeping though, and then, and why

This is it, a storm

Pouring, winds, with no shelter

Every time I attempt to take shelter

I'm pushed into it again

So I feel like screaming for help

And then, that voice

You're alone out here, in the dark

Stop screaming

And I stop

Trying to figure out a way to get shelter

I manage to make some progress, and I'm stuck again

This time, I stay quiet

It's pouring though, strong winds

I'm fighting something bigger than my self

What should I do

This time, I start crying

I don't have words

I do have feelings now

I know I'm your child

Or am I

After screaming, trying, staying quiet and crying

Standing lost and helpless

I let go

Also known as faith