My faith in you -a secular struggle-.

The original text was written in French as 'Ma foi en toi -une lutte séculaire-'.

When fear arises

at the bottom of

The page,

once turned

my heart subsides

and holds its breath.

But I miss the happiness

and anxiety resurfaced.

Suddenly in the middle of nowhere

I see your face

and I wonder about

my conduct

and I look at you

looking at me

and my eyes asking (you)

if there is danger

and without answering you disappear

leaving me in agony.

I know there are lots

of stages to reach,

steps to make

before confidence is restored.

I never prayed before.

My thoughts today are like prayers.

It is not a god that I worship

but a human being.

And the fear is 

to lose my faith

because of anxiety.

The world tells me

to find answers

in myself.

I try,

but please

tell me to not

be frightened anymore.