Loosing your faith

Loosing your faith

A Story by Diomaz
"

Oh young girl, who stairs into the sky at midnight, must you think to much?

"

Have you no shame?                          Do you wish to be damned?
       
 

        Understand me, please, my only
         child, I only wish to save you!

 His word, on no word.                   

 

I sometimes wonder, if this is all a trick.
If someone can really mutter such words
.                "I do not believe"  

 

But when I come to look at you, every night at midnight, 

You are staring at the moon, if not, the stars, even in overcast.

 

But why?

Can you truly look at the sky? proffessing such unfaithfulness?



You've bene seated at the back of the class,
No longer will your younger sister have friends,
The devil worshipper they call you,
Can I blame them? 

Turn your head, are your eyes closed?
Look into the sky, with closed eyes, 
Is that why?
Is the sky somehow clearer with eyes open?

I  wish you could understand, I want to come back, join us, I will love you again.

 

Did I actually mutter such horrible words? to a young girl, watching the sky at midnight.

But ofcourse.

You must worship the devil.
Can someone really  not believe,
and hold moral virtues?
No, impossible, stop trying to grab attention.



My one and only child, I have failed you.

 

Do your friends still talk to you?
What about Hope?
She has been your best friend since preschool?

"Your daughter seems put off lately"
"Perhaps she should read a few verses every night, she may come back to us.."

 

I tried, but you would tell me to stop, you would tell me that no passage can change your mind, no exorcism will wash away this demon of ungodliness, no daughter of mine.

 

I shouldn't have spoken, I must learn to silence myself when I have to,
Although, it has been easy to remain silent, but thoughts are manefesting in my head.

 

No, no way, such putrid thoughts, I can't consider you equal, I can't consider you normal, I must speak aloud a passage of my liking.

I watch you almost every night now,
I wish I could apologise,
But I can not,
I am not aloud,
Please forgive me, my only child,

"You call them rumours, I know they were telling truth, because they believe, and you do not."        

 

Do not speak to my daughter like that!

I got angry, in your defence,
Perhaps it was your smile, when you looked into the stars,

Yes.

I understand now, my only child,
One does not have to believe, 
One does not have to be faithful,
To hold on to hope,
To aspire,
To love and care,

 

One must be human, and that is all,

Oh young girl, who stairs into the sky at midnight,
How your tears, many months ago broke my heart,

But you held on, and your new friend, the sky, helped you move on,
Or perhaps I am wrong, about everything, 

 

Perhaps tonight, I will too, look into the sky, with open eyes.

 

But just a little earlier since I have work in the morning.

 

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© 2011 Diomaz


Author's Note

Diomaz
I little story dedicated to my friend in America, who became an Atheist last year, she is now beggining to move on from her home, unfortunately her parents weren't as understanding as the mother in this short story.

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"His word, on no word." I'm not entirely sure, but I believe you meant it to be "His word, or no word." Or at least that makes more sense.
"I sometimes wonder, if this is all a trick." The coma is not necessary.
"If someone can really mutter such words" I think you meant "matter" instead of "mutter"
"Did I actually mutter such horrible words?" Again, "Matter" instead of "Mutter"
"to a young girl, watching the sky at midnight." The coma is not necessary.
"I wish I could apologise" It is spelled "apologize", with a "z"
"I am not aloud" It is spelled "allowed"
"Oh young girl, who stairs into the sky at midnight," "who 'stares' into the sky" stairs are the things that you climb to elevate yourself.
Over all it was a very well written poem. I wish my parents would understand this. I understand that it hard to write in English, too. It is my third language. Books and school courses help. Sorry if you take my help the wrong way. I mean it in entire seriousness.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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"His word, on no word." I'm not entirely sure, but I believe you meant it to be "His word, or no word." Or at least that makes more sense.
"I sometimes wonder, if this is all a trick." The coma is not necessary.
"If someone can really mutter such words" I think you meant "matter" instead of "mutter"
"Did I actually mutter such horrible words?" Again, "Matter" instead of "Mutter"
"to a young girl, watching the sky at midnight." The coma is not necessary.
"I wish I could apologise" It is spelled "apologize", with a "z"
"I am not aloud" It is spelled "allowed"
"Oh young girl, who stairs into the sky at midnight," "who 'stares' into the sky" stairs are the things that you climb to elevate yourself.
Over all it was a very well written poem. I wish my parents would understand this. I understand that it hard to write in English, too. It is my third language. Books and school courses help. Sorry if you take my help the wrong way. I mean it in entire seriousness.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting. do the different fonts mean different voices? I'm getting the jist of the story, but I'm just a little confused.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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I LOVE that. It is simply astounding, and it holds so much power in such a short story. I love the bold letters, and the italics, and how some of it is centered. And so on. It makes it so beautiful and so much more potent in the feeling is causes. I really love this, and I love, love, LOVE how the mother is understanding, sort of, in the end. ^^ Lovely story. 100/100, and I'm adding it to my favorites.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very good story, I like the Mother deciding to accept her daughter, and the way you penned this.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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