Faith, Is It Poem by Matthew Holloway

Faith is that to which I hold
Fingers cut bleeding almost broken
Fingers like claws have dug in the dirt
Have clung to stone somehow
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Faith is it that which I look upon
With eyes sometimes blind
Other times hollow, void of a soul
Stare in desperation for answered
Look in hope of salvation
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Faith I am to love, be loved
Or break another's heart
And in doing so break my own
Over and again till death
Or can love be saved, save me
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Faith what are you
Where do you reside
In the stars the words of another
In the rain or the sunshine
Am I to find you
Or you to find me
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Faith I ask to learn
I ask to know
What is your plan
For me