The Gloominess of Sunlight

Faith,
One gains faith through truth,
Through trust.
It is not easily obtained,
But easily lost.

Trust.
What makes it what it is?
If lost, it maybe never be reborn.
How long has one have to wander,
lonely and cold.
Hiding her deepest fears.

A story long told,
One long hidden.
Society never gave a damn to think,
Maybe just one girl's life has alreade been written.

Did anyone ever care to glance?
Why bother?
T'was only the transparency of a teenage waste.
Holes long dug,
black and cold.
Calling the names of souls and ghouls.

Bearing trust in one forelorn,
Finding one's place in a hole.
For no one shows commpassion to those who are selfless.

It began  a long time ago,
It ends tonight.
On the eve of morn,
On a cold winter night.
No one can bear to stand it,
Yet no one hides.
They flock to see the beauty,
Of the ever changing skies.

Maybe those forgotten,
Are meant to be that way.
The wind has long howled their names,
No one seems to hear it's call.

A gentle breeze,
The warm summer nights will never rise again from the dust.
All shall be still.
It is over again.