My Doubt
Nightmare, compulsion.
The fear of loss.
Is all that I hold on to.
Its all that I got.
Hope seeks out truth!
But I hide from you!
Unable to understand!
What you can do!
And the hope you bring,
to these old bones!
Brings back my fear,
Of standing alone!
Doubt is my sin!
My fault line,
My truth!
The reason why,
I drift away from you!
In all my years I've never,
felt so alone!
But I know, your the only one I hold!
Thats the reason why,
I feel so alive!
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