How Can I Believe? Poem by Morgan York

You gave me your hand,
When I walked all alone.
You taught me to stand,
When the ground was my home.
You brought me the light,
As my love, As my friend,
And you led me to believe,
My darkness had come to an end.

When you emptied my soul,
Into your sudden, distant heart,
I never could've imagined,
A worse pain would start.
The miracle of light,
That I'd grown to love,
Had burned my body and soul,
Into less than it was.

You gave me a world,
Of which I'd always dreamed.
But now that it's gone,
How can I believe?