Faith

What would it be like to have faith
in yourself? 

Your intuition a resource. 
Your conviction unflawed. 

Inner guideposts illuminated.  
Instructions in legible font. 

It would be fucking amazing. 

Faith is a word
I question, and faith
is what I need, 
right now. 

Where are my markers? 
Why are dreams better than waking life? 

I never wanted to be a somnambulist. 
|Yet I sleepwalk, daydream and spiral.

A cryptocurrency of brilliance and confusion.  
A captive of time in a capsule of hurt.

What would it be like to have faith
in myself? 

It will be fucking amazing.