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Self Doubt

What was I thinking
Who will remember
Realization is sinking
A slow December

They might have seen
Caught a glimpse
A crack in my dream
Despite my attempts 

The tiny details
I over correct
OCD spells
My art is wrecked

I often forget
The simplicity
Back before I let
The world get to me

They gossip and judge
Or so I've determined
My thick skull won't budge
Twist, turn or bend

I've made my decision
On what to believe
Despite my clear vision
I'll never achieve

Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2016

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Emile Pinet Date: 1/14/2016 5:38:00 PM This poem allows us to reflect a moment on the emotional toll cancer takes on, family and friends. The words you used to make your peace with your loss are an eloquent tribute to the strength of your love and faith. Very well written with strong emotions tugging at the heart strings. Emile. Login to Reply

Emile Pinet Date: 1/14/2016 5:32:00 PM Nothing is free of criticism and scrutiny, not even our perceptions of normalcy. Pain wraps itself around most decisions in life and we must be ready to not only recognize this catch, but to proceed in spite of the thorns. Emile. Login to Reply

Lin Lane Date: 1/8/2016 9:48:00 AM If you're absolutely sure of your convictions you shouldn't let anyone deter you, but having an open mind can be a wise quality to consider before you become completely resolute. Good write, Anna. Login to Reply

White Sage Date: 1/8/2016 9:18:00 AM you've got somethings to achieve though, excellent write Anna Login to Reply