Insecurity
What is this feeling?
It nags at me deep inside
I try to pay it no attention
Yet it comes back all the time
I start to doubt everything
My abilities and my mind
I know there is no logic to it
But I can’t leave it behind
Yes I’m loved, and have friends
And don’t have a bad life...
Still I can’t shake the insecurity
Others must think I am blind
Sins of the past still haunt me
I ruined what was once so fine
Tried to forgive me and move on
And to myself be more kind
But some days there seems no escape
No reasoning and no rhyme...
I wish it wasn’t so complicated
I think I’m missing all the signs
Seems all I can do is live with it
Try and make peace, stop asking why
I think I’ll always have insecurity
A companion until the day I die
Copyright © Rod Maughan | Year Posted 2020
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