my mind has been foggy
my thoughts have been heavy
am I enough? can I ever be truly loved? My mind quickly occupies itself with absolutely anything to avoid confronting these doubts.
All the while, they lurk in the shadows, waiting for a moment of silence to pounce again.
My mind fogs over, my heart drops in fear
What if everything I ever thought I was is just a mask I wear?
But then comes the gentle whisper in the storm
'honey, just believe.'
Sometimes all you need to do is
just believe.
Fear has no power unless you give it room to work.
Fight fear with belief and one day the fog will clear.
Trust me, one day you will see clearly.
Until then
honey, just believe.
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Skies Of Life
PoetryJust as the sky is different each day so are my thoughts. Here's a window to my thoughts. *disclaimer: I don't always understand them.
