Will I Fall
My questions, I answer.
They ring with self doubt.
Will I lose my grip,
If I should trip, fall down?
Same answers, I question.
Always never so sure.
If I fall from my grace,
is it just what I deserved?
The answers and questions,
Swirling round from below.
When it affected my courage?
So very long ago.
Answers, Questions
Minds never cease.
Question yourself
Find inner peace.
Copyright © James Moon | Year Posted 2017
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