is too much to ask you?..
to have a bit of faith..
a bit of faith
as i go through
the darkest, most unsure moments..

stepping gingerly over a crumbling path.
with bogpits, land mines and self dug graves.
why do I feel that sometimes..
you are just waiting..
watching..
sneering..
till i make a free fall over the abyss..
into an unmarked grave..

why is it so hard for you to have faith?
is it because you see signs of doom etched on my brow?
a condemned soul, stillborn in spirit..
without any promise?..

what will it take for you to believe in me?
How can i prove myself...
when they say its the slow snail who wins..
while the swift gazelle is devoured
i cant help the painfully long journey..
the ardorous on-the-spot marathons, the hairpin bends
and the exhausting 360 degree twirls.
none of which propels you more than a few millimeters forward.

oh.. but pls pls do
believe in me
because without you
i am incomplete.
my most disdaining
critical
cynical self!!...