Posted by dwallace on October 3, 2011 in Doubt, poem, Poems, Poetry |

Doubt creeps in questioning my choices in life, and love, leaving cracks in my foundation crumbling my sanity. It dwells on the past trying to implant regret darkness and a quick death. Then my ray of sunshine whispers otherwise, blows away the resentment, leaving a stronger more determined man.


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