Grieving Today Poem by Achim Wollscheid

The talks about religion blow so much of me away.
I grasp less and less of all that I know each day.
Recalling how it was when I found out that Santa,
Who was said to deliver all my gifts down the chimney,
Was an absolute fake...
It made me cry that I was fed those precious lies everyday,
But even more depressing was that I had to give them away.
Now here I am again, faced with this dilemma
Of trying not to discard all my faith.
I remember on the very day I turned eight,
I said I'd give my life to Jesus that day,
And just like that, I was saved by His grace.
Now here I am, not too far from that time
When I stood at the altar and devoted my life to Christ,
But it's now that I actually understand.
It confuses me so much, how an invisible man,
Has been guiding me through everthing that I face.
And when I pray to Him on different occasions
I feel an absence surrounding in every place
Like I'm alone, and He's really not there.
Sometimes I wish His messages were clear
So that His words, I could actually hear.

- not meant to be here, but sorry, i don't have a journal =)