I know that sinking feeling,
as I've been here all before.
I've sat in every empty room,
I've walked this cold, hard floor.
What is it I've forgotten?
I had it moments ago, but where?
I see something in a cracked mirror,
I turn, but nothing's there.
I am drowning in the grey fog,
I find this quite distressing.
I cannot see through confusion's shroud,
that is made from second guessing.
Down this spiral staircase I fall,
there is a black hole at the end.
I'm trapped inside it, my mind in ruins,
I cannot see what I could mend.
At first I was so self assured,
then something snapped and the light went out.
I cannot see anything any more,
my ship is sinking in a sea of doubt.
I wrote this as a story/introduction for a dance based on doubt that I am choreographing with two friends. I wrote this quite late at night, so I drew deeply on darkness and swirly feelings... If you catch my drift!
I like the idea of this poem. Because of its innocent portrayal of doubt - I say innocent because it is clear that the protagonist has not been particularly doubtful before, and hence its their first time - it delivers on the point about doubt well. And that makes it a well written poem. The use of rhyming is well kept too. I certainly liked it
Well thank you! I wanted to explore how it felt to truly doubt yourself, which is probably where the innocence comes in, as I haven't really doubted myself to such an extent... I suppose I'm lucky that way... I'm glad you liked it!
I did Beyond any doubts
Note me some of your works, I'm in need of literature to read.
I have to admit, I've still not got to grips with the whole "noting" thing so whilst I do, just browse through my gallery; I have only two or three stories (I think) so they won't be hard to find! ... I really need to start writing more!
Hmmmmm.... I've heard this somewhere before. Let me think back! *wirring flash back* It's the 100000000000 time when I relised how mych better you are at everything compared to me!