Thoughts heavy, burdened by the stress

Of not knowing what choice is best

Listen to my heart, or my head?

Contemplating, while in bed

Sleep: something that I need more of

It’s hard to think, when one’s in love

Should I invest in myself

Would loving again actually help?

Or should I continue with my

Monotonous, dreary life

Doubt

Slowly consuming my mind

I no longer have much time

Thoughts quicken

    Misplaced, out

Of    sorts,   incoherent

 Staccato  score

Doubt, doubt, doubt, doubt, doubt

Doubt

         Doubt

Life’s not real, and I want out

Except it is, much to my dismay;

Rational thoughts drive me insane

Why do I second-guess myself?

He tells me that I should seek help

But “he” is me, and I am I

Am I deceived with my own eyes?

Is how I perceive the world right?

These thoughts haunt me all through the night

Into the light; sleep at sunrise

Will these dark thoughts be my demise

I tell myself that I don’t care

But these lies just hide despair

I should not have written this;

No one cares, no one will miss

Me when I finally ascend

I know I’ll just fall down again

No doubt