I can't tell which hurts more. Disappointment or pain? I know the daunting feeling of the unknown can be a strain. We only ever want to live doing the things that are good for our souls Our dreams will never work unless we do with blood and sweat and Tears. No denying that it's so hard. Both disappointment and pain are diseases But the most corrosive to the mind is doubt
Another poem that I wrote in my journal. Based on my internal conflict.