Freedom to Believe

The truth lies to me
telling me things
that contradict what I see
reluctant freedom
hops away
searching for that new day
the promised one
which fills our hopes
the one in which gives us purpose
a reason to cope
with empty hands...
empty minds...
empty hearts...
we traverse this land
seeking that which is
already dead
It died in our empty hearts
empty minds
empty hands cannot hold
that which we hope
to fill our souls
look above, look within
then you may discover him.

This just suddenly came to me. I cannot describe sometimes how these poems form, it's just like my hands writes and when I'm done, I'm like... Wow. :) This is about the lost souls of our world, how we search every where for something to fulfill our lives and we neglect to look where we need to.
~T

Who do YOU believe?

Where will you find what you believe?
dig deep within your soul
dig, dig, til you bleed
What will you find?
pretend it's more
and leave the truth behind
lies and deception
create new truths
leaving the world with false perceptions
hot is cold, skinny is fat
oranges are apples
I bet you didn't realize that!
who's to say what is what?
and when is when?
Even the Government...
well, let's just say, I don't believe THEM.
Who do we trust?
What should we believe?...
...Blue is purple...AND!..
I WILL SUCCEED!
at all I strive to achieve
self belief, love of family.
That's reality.

I don't hold much faith in our government. I pray that our nation will stay solid through my life and through my descendants lives. I fear that this relaxed state that the U.S. is in cannot hold forever. Many already try to break it. Only way to keep sane is to trust yourself and love all you can. It's the only thing that will keep us sane.