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Losing Faith

This poem explores how the fundamental human act of believing can falter and eventually lead to emptiness. To trust someone is an act of hope, yet even after betrayal, one may remain bound by the very trust one once embraced. In a world where the boundaries between truth and fabrication grow increasingly blurred, the poem quietly asks what it means to believe, what grounds that belief, and what ultimately remains when trust is lost.


“ Losing Faith”

What is truly worthy of trust?
“The person himself,” they say—
but I do not really know.

What is it about a person
that we choose to trust?
“Someone who will not betray you.”
And what does it mean
not to betray?
I have already accepted
that this is enough.

Do we trust
without fully understanding?
Even if betrayed,
it will be all right.
I will not regret
having believed.
At least then
anger will not be allowed
to wound me.

Why such indifference?
Because I do not wish
to alter my own judgment so easily.
Even when betrayal becomes undeniable,
the spell of trust
does not loosen readily.

It is like a trap
from which one cannot escape.
Even after learning
that one has been deceived,
there seems nothing to be done.
An uneasy atmosphere lingers.
Perhaps what I feel
is a solid mass of distrust.

Does it matter
whether something is right?
But what, after all,
is “right”?
Does it matter
if reason is abandoned?
And what is truth, anyway?
Perhaps it exists nowhere.

In a fabricated world,
is there truly good and evil?
Information is manipulated
so that we will believe.
Reality and falsehood
are layered together
and adorned.
What remains worthy of trust—
is it nothingness itself?

Written on May 13, 2026. It is a misfortune to discover the emptiness of believing.


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