Doubt and Hope
I thought I had things figured out
I thought I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt
But then it all comes crashing down
I’m alone again, trapped in my head, no one around
I know I shouldn’t be influenced by others
But my worries and doubts, they overwhelm and smother
I have this terrible tightness in my chest
It chokes and squeezes and I’m all out of breath
I beat myself up and tear my mind apart
I feel like a child, wandering, lost in the dark
Perception is a funny thing
It can open your eyes or blind you to everything
It can make you cry or make you sing
It can heal your wounds or it can sting
I keep recycling my pain, hoping not all is in vain
Hope is the only thing I have to keep me sane
Copyright © Christopher Stones | Year Posted 2012
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