This is a poem I wrote when I was thirteen, I found it just now at my old laptop and decided that I wanted to share it with you ^^ 
It doesn't have any exact title, but It'll come (:

The skies look so peaceful

like there really exists a heaven

like an unbeliever I should think;  no god can help me out of this

but it's the only hope I've got;

Praying to something I have never even seen

maybe in my dreams with my eyes closed, but not awake

They can't help me with what I fear;

but how can I know, when I don't know how it would feel like, if they weren't there at all

If my God exist, how could I know what I would've done without

I choose to keep my hope to survive

I choose to believe in myself and some sort of a God

Bury me in my God's name, but not in a church

I don't belong there, not at all

My God's paradise can't be copied and paste

Not to a world such as this one

We don't really deserve the feeling of his closeness

Let Him decide himself when he wants to light us through our darkest days

I've always closed myself into the darkest of my dreams.

When I fall to sleep, I always leave the light on

Believe it or not;

I'm still afraid the monsters under my bed

Childish to you perhaps,

but I've seen them for years

Mostly they're not mean, but I'm still afraid

Afraid for what I don't know, and what I can't seem to understand ~

[ This picure is taken and edited by me, please don't steal it; Thanks ^^ ]