Doubt and insecurity buried deep
Hidden from those who might see
There is what it wants
Then there is what it needs
So many things I cannot provide
It is a regular occurrence, the battle inside
Wars waged in these veins
And shots taken to the gut
A soul grown to stand and fight
A brain primed to run, turn on a dime
Nurture versus nature
With no balance in between
This heart is breaking from my own incapabilities
Doubt and insecurity buried deep
Here we go, I can tell
It is creeping up again
This lost, lonely feeling
Like I've been constantly searching
For a steady place to stand
A place not only to rest my head
But also my troubled heart
Have I found it?
I might have found it
But did anyone bother to tell
The muscle throbbing in my skull
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