An Elegy to self doubt

Thoughts you have to stop;

The trees are getting darker down this path,

And I don’t want to travel it anymore.

 

The easy path was someway back

I’m sure I saw it pass

With out the branches of doubt to whip and lash me

Without the roots of fear to trip and fall

 

I know iI’m not good enough

I know

I know!

Stop telling me.

Please.

Let me hope.

 

Mind I’m tired of this.

All it took was one day for this tight web

Of assumptions to coil me, to twist me in,

Just one day to drown me,

Deeper.

Deeper.

 I’m sinking.

Help!

Get me out.

 

Self I cant take it,

Not any more. Your killing me. Us.

 

So Mind just stop.

Thoughts.

 Just.

Stop.

 

And let’s travel down the road less travelled ,

For once.

But more often now.

I refuse to fall victim to the talons of my own esteem.

I am proud of my worthlessness.

I am proud of my failures.

They are the bricks and mortar that built me.

And each day I will try harder.

I’ll celebrate when I succeed.

And I’ll celebrate when I fail too.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Talliesin]

Very good poem, probably one of your best in terms of emotion,
smile! :)