Shifting ground
however I sign and swear
word by word what have I not altered
from one private doubt I descend
to a private land
and buy a pig like a physician
feeling her pulse
Poems on the topic: doubt
Poems on the topic “doubt” on Poets.by.
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I love you
That's a lie.
You haven't loved me in weeks.
Had you even love me?
I don't know anymore
Do I Love Him?
I don't know
I say I do
But is it the truth?
I really don't know.....
I tell myself I am telling the truth
But then my consience says I'm lying
Do I love him?
Or is it fake?
Will you tell me?
I need help.....
Invidia
Sometimes I think I'll go crazy.
At times, my world feels kinda hazy.
But it's fine, I'm ok.
So long as I don't look at this cruel display.
What's wrong with me?
Am I not the way you'd thought I'd be?
Am I doing something wrong?
Was I not smart enough? Not strong?
I really try to be nice,
Yet sometimes you're cold as ice.
You're sending me mixed intelligence,
And it seems to me we've got no resonance.
What to do? What to say?
Do I leave? Should I stay?
Leave you be, or stick around?
Turn tail and flee, or stand my ground?
“Oblivious to the Obvious”
What I could normally see,
I can see no more,
Blind to what stares me in the face,
My vision suddenly blurred,
Others hand me aids,
To help me see more clearly,
Clouded in too much thought,
Fearful of my feelings,
My literacy like that of a newborn,
Unable to see what’s in front of me,
Analyzing every last detail,
To learn how to read,
Mixed signals come my way,
As optimism and pessimism collide,
Hope that history does not repeat itself,
Yet doubts enter my mind,
Void
Sitting in a void
Thinking about doing better
Doing it on loop
And not able to do better
Same old sobbing story to tell
All imaginary unimaginable gaps to fill
One mind to think about it all
Planning to make it better than all
Doing it on loop
Sitting in a void
Scared to do something new
Knowing the old methods are not enough
Reassuring you have got it tough
Trying to call out you own bluff
Doing it on loop
Sitting in a void
Life
In early times in your life you were told
Be strong
but gentle
Beatifull
yet humble
Happy
still calm
And smile
Because your worth living
But how
they never told me me
How am I supposed to be them
and im supposed to be me
but I have to still be true to myself
I Try
try isnt worth anything
This
I think this about the world.
The world provides no evidence of this.
But this is my sense of things.
Must I discard this?
This is driving me crazy.
This also keeps me sane.
Survivor
Coded; spaced out;
transvestited; in doubt
invert; Emily's skirt
no felled behavior
Travelled the border.
as exhibition's route,
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you tell me one thing
then do another
What happened to us?
I wonder
Self doubt
I am a mess of good genetics;
Caught up in a bad situation.
March 2, 2015
I know I can be loud
And obnoxious
And annoying
And stubborn
But I care so much about the people I surround myself with
But with so many people leaving me
It's hard for me to tell
If the problem is with people trying to cut me at my roots
Or if it's something with me that I can't see
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