Faceless

Tell me,
Tell me what you live for.
Is it worth your every breath?
Of this unhappy life you so cleverly disguise,
Is nothing found but death?
Though spring brought with it the waters of life,
The green has washed away, and all that remains is bone-dry.
In a heartless, winter desert you have abided,
Spending your time on fleeting memories;
Hiding.

Tell me,
Tell me what you die for.
Is it worth your dying breath?
Of the unhappy life you lived,
Did you find life cannot be kept?
Has spring returned the waters of life to you;
Has all that was washed away returned?
Have the temporary things lost yet their value?
Have you come out of hiding,
Choosing instead to learn?
To learn from a life poorly lived,
A life greatly wasted,
A life that was, truly,
Faceless.





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darthpeliroja said...
Dec. 25, 2012 at 5:46 pm
wow. i cant begin to describe how amazing this poem is. i have the words inside of me, but they cant be put down. incredible job. what was your inspiration for this?  
 
spudbud This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Dec. 25, 2012 at 7:49 pm
Ultimately, God is the inspiration for everything I do and write. Some of it is personal experience, and some of it is just observing others. I know that when I have been furthest from God I am most unhappy, and the memories of those times helped me write this poem. We tend to ascribe our own meaning to life, and try to make it worth something, but it is all in vain without God's love. Btw, I LOVE poems, haha.
 
darthpeliroja replied...
Dec. 25, 2012 at 8:25 pm
haha=) well it is really good, and i think that it really does show the human life, and the feeling  despair if we come to the end of it without faith. nothing really ever lasts without Gods love  
 
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