There are days that are great. I wake up and feel like I can conquer the world. I have a list of things to do, I get up, workout and get into the day ahead. Then....there are other days where the fear and the doubt grab me and won't...let...go. And so, I write.
Doubt (Pt. 1)
He's uninvited.
Sneaky. Crafty. Wily. Fiend.
Most unwelcome guest.
Doubt (Pt. 2)
Confidence is wan.
Making children of us all.
Bullied by my thoughts.
The Between Place (between doubt and faith) Pt. 1
When life is dark, void,
I fall on my knees to pray.
I trust He hears me.
The Between Place (between doubt and faith) Pt. 2
Today, things look bleak.
Sometimes, it's hard to hang on.
Who helps? Three Stooges.
Poems Copyright O. Dawson 2016