in times of doubt

A Poem by Wem Ortiz

I am scared for some reason that fate does not work with me
I am scared that all those youthful dreams were made
not to be accomplished but diminished

I am scared of those scripted syllabus, plotted for me
were unfortunate processed stories of failure
I doubt my words,

the outlook of unveiled conceptions
might have been, should have been
there from the very start though I was doubtful
not to touch it,

I was wrong, Sorry I was blind,

Though I might failed to response once,
twice, and a lot more
I would try to not die, to die with no regrets

In times of doubt I follow a dream
In times of trouble I stayed to search
unopened doors, a pathway to success

and so in time I learned from those mistakes
strive, starving, working
for a doubt would not lead me to somewhere.
not even with the period after this letter.