Beneath fear churns doubt
This ever present turning of
Not good enough
This doubt robs us
Of light, hope, confidence
Trust that we can move forward
Belief in ourselves
Doubt is a cold mistress
She lingers with her legs open
She wants you to fall into her
And she would have you believe
That she can make you brave
When really she only takes-
A narcissistic lover-
Who would rather feed you fear
And then feed upon you
Until there’s nothing left but darkness