Faith Poem by Della Perry

Faith walked out that evening, disgusted
Ran through the long, cold, white corridor
Of the death place
It has never returned.
It's like a shadow lurking below the bridge
I doubt I will never open my arms wide
Never embrace it back into the fold
Not even when I wear purple, am old!
I may live to regret that decision
But I doubt it!
Faith hurts, faith kills
Faith can be so over-rated!
Now, you, dear father, you believed
Even through the worst of times
Your spirit was free.
My belief, only just growing anyway,
Was concealed in anger the night you passed
I fear there is no hope left for me
No point trying to believe once more
For the damage was done
Or am I just scared
A little girl still hiding, crying below those stairs?