uncertainty

Where to even begin?

~ ~M ~ 38 Comments

She asks why I don’t write
But the pages are very thin
And I know my heavy words
Would do them all right in

So I hold myself back
Hiding what’s within
And even if I did write
I doubt I’d know where to begin

Perhaps I’m just uncomfortable
Being here in my own skin
It’s so hard to be myself
Because of where I’ve been

I’ve lost a lot of who I am
I think I’ve even lost my grin
But that’s the way life often is
Sometimes we just can’t win

© 2020 Michelle Cook

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Doubt

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My confidence in everything
Often waxes and wanes
Doubt sneaks right in
Trying to take over my brain

I tell myself I’m being silly
But then again maybe I’m not
And perhaps everything I’m doing
Is actually all for naught

And it’s during days like these
That l feel so uneasy
And the more I start to think
The more I get quite queasy

Skepticism is a word
My mind should just forget
Because it likes to stir up trouble
And leave me with regret

I know I shouldn’t let my dubiousness
Get the better of me
But sometimes it’s so hard
With a future we can’t see

Lack of faith in everything
Has always been my trouble
And because I’ll likely never change
I know I’ll always struggle

But I’m not the only one with scruples
And so I try to disregard my concerns
I just need to be patient and wait
For my confidence to return

© 2018 Michelle Cook

The Storm

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As night enveloped
Their fears developed
For they couldn’t see the shore

The rain showered down
Thunder all around
As they huddled on the floor

Lightning bolts flashed
As the swells began to crash
They secured their only door

But it seemed their plight
Wouldn’t relent that night
As the winds increasingly roared

With the cabin secured
They felt somewhat reassured
But the chaos they couldn’t ignore

The storm continued to rage on
Until the brink of dawn
Settling at half past four

It was then they finally knew
That they had made it through
Their tears began to pour

And it made them consider
The misfortunes life can deliver
They were all changed like never before

 

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Writing prompt:  Night envelops, fear develops