Enough doubting

How a single doubt is enough to paralyze and stall the man

it stills my hands and drowns my mind in fright

and I see tendrils of mists curling, to put me in guard that the haze is never entirely gone

keep your convictions, keep your faith, keep your strength

otherwise it will be back in no time

 

How can I doubt that I am drowning you in my messages

that is the very thing you’re expecting me to do, you want me to do

drowning you morning, midday, evening and night in all the poems and stories that I feel must be shared with you