WHEN DOUBTS BECOME ME!
A short poem
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1 min readMay 5, 2017
When doubts travail
When it consumes like a raging inferno
When it grips me with its evil beaks
And grasps me with its lies and afterthoughts
When I feel like I’m already tired tomorrow
Know you have deprived me of hope
Knowing it was all I ever had
Everything felt perfect, but that was
Just what it was;
a mere feeling of subtlety
I feed only on lies now
because my heart is deprived
