Do you believe in heaven?
And do you believe in fate?
And do you believe in perfection?
And do you believe in feeling safe?
And do you believe in protection
From all the things you hate?
And I’m not sure if I
Believe in perfection,
At least not the kind that’s from heaven.
And I’m not sure if I
Believe in protection,
Maybe as chance,
But not provision.
And do you believe in God?
I believe he’s dead.
But that doesn’t mean that you aren’t Heaven sent.
And do you believe in love?
I think it’s only meant to fall apart.
And do you believe in happy?
I believe nothing lasts.
And do you believe in truth?
I believe in lies.
And since this is going to end,
You might as well pretend.
And since this is going to die,
You might as well just give it a try,
Even though I know how it ends and we all are just going to cry.
About the Creator
Emery Pine
I’m a poet with sprinklings of fiction. I write with the soul, so I hope you find it interesting and relatable
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