The Woman in Distrust of God

I will not believe, and I will not follow, for there is no reason to raise faith up while on a downward spiral. Questioning me, perhaps, would work as she stepped aside in the empty space. Emptiness that longs to be filled in, never satisfied, never in reach of what we grasp - do I boast for more? Is this a right waiting to serve the unlawful, uncongratulated, unrecognised? And as the principle turned on its head, you are cast away in the void of what is not accepted, you are shied away from the shiny promises. And my distrust is here to destroy you...