Lover, It Is Only Doubt

Pondering upon the days of it, do I

My mind whizzing away at beautiful sceneries

‘Tis not be ‘til the deathly flies flew by

My dream tormented by the fear in me

Moreso the victim of a crime was Her whom I call Love

The endless bounds of possible contemplations hath persuade

Her mind to a state that made me reciprocate with a spiritual shove

No longer could I fronting her wear my masquerade

Little pieces once mended by Her, crumbling

All starting when the news arrived

Mine hope transformed to a flight - stumbling

But fear not Love, because YHWH is by our side

There has not been a lesson in which I have not learned

More important than the lesson of Faith in oneself

Our sinful nature open to sounds that cause us to yearn

But alas, ‘tis a moment in time, and the doubt is only a small Hell

We can make it through, it is a must

Do not listen to the voices of the damned

This moment is a trial in need of Christ’s Trust

I demand that you and I take a stand, The Trinity and us hand-in-hand

-Your Lover

Zyah Ruiz