Doubt is like a drug.
An infestation of the mind
It will eat away at you until all you are
is a whimpering ball of madness

once it's implanted,
you will never return to the
white linen innocence your ignorance gave you
but instead you'll stand
waiting for the worst to come crashing down around you

the conversations will offer no resolutions,
no lingering sense of hope
only more doubt.

it can wait
lay stagnant in your dark places
until you reach back too far
and it will return with a force unknown.

This is when you became.
when that madness was no longer just a part of you;
but it became you with a helpless body clinging to it.