Lost

by brian francis

When the world through a haze of pain is seen
And one’s heart drags slow and long
When images thought to always be true
Through the haze are revealed to be false
The ripping away of the comforts of life
Those promises revered by the soul
An emptiness pervades and engulfs all belief
You can never again be complete or content
consumed by the fire of betrayals and lies
Faith floats away as the smoke and is gone


Copyright ©2020 brian francis

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brian francis

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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