Faithety
Defending the possibilities of endless pleasures,
Mentions of gold in coins and richest treasures,
thinking all is possible underneath the given time,
locking those thoughts away like they are a crime,
Events unfold that tell us all to do what we must,
the chimes of bells told everything echoes trust,
breaking the shell surrounding holds the guilt,
as over a long time and constant pains it was built,
crumbling broken shell litters the smooth floor,
stepping over it with sharp edges cutting more,
reminders of those pains so distant in the past,
moving forwards to that point to reach at last,
the goals within reach of fingers curled around,
as the bells are in the distance as a far away sound,
they showed us the way but now gone from mind,
the darkness of then vanished as in the light we are blind.