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Sujan Dec 2019
Doubts that still linger,
Pain that still torments,
Scratches that just don't go away,
Tears that keep flowing,

But still despite all,
the sun still so comforting,
The wind ever so consoling,
The earth forever accepting,
And the water eternally peaceful!!

Human and inhumane
Anthony Feng Dec 2019
" I know you so well "
if you knew me so well,
you would be able to see my pain.

" I know you so well "
if you knew me so well,
tell me what my future is

" I know you so well "
If you knew me so well,
you would see the progress I've made.

If you knew me so well,
your words wouldn't be filled with doubts.

It's my life, not yours.
It's my emotions, not yours.
It's my thoughts, not yours.
It's my goals, not yours.

You don't know my past, my present or future,  
You don't know what I'm feeling,
You don't know what I'm thinking,
and you most certainly don't know my purpose in life.

The questions are mine to figure out and answer,
not yours.

Your words have no power against me.




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To the ones that doubts us

There's nothing wrong with us. we're doing okay and okay is better than nothing. we just gotta believe in ourselves. we're still breathing, we're still here. As long as we're still  breathing, there will always be room for improvements.
Max Neumann Dec 2019
willpower
doubts
self-esteem
insecureness
strength

a fighter fights:
day against night
i need you to be with me.
emru Nov 2019
drunk with doubts
self inflicted wounds
just you can heal them
emru Nov 2019
thoughts and innovations trapped by steel bars of prejudices and doubts, will never be able to come out
raicyd Sep 2019
I'm a prisoner of doubt,
Is there a purpose to the journey?

But,
At last I found you...again.
Sylph Aug 2019
Im to point to where
i have to make choices
Decision
BIG ones
That could change my little teenage life

What high school do i want to go?
Should i break up with him?
What do i even want to do with my life?
Are they someone i want to keep around me?
Am i to the point of needing help?
Where should i work?
Should i start saving now for a car?

Then theres those questions that have no reason for existing
Will i make it?
Am i good enough to be here?
Do i deserve this?
Can i even do that?
Will i ever be able to do that?
Is that possible for someone like me?

These questions eat
like worm eating a apple
Eating to my core
my center
When i started and where im going to end
The main part of who i am
And it eats and eats till theres almost nothing left
Of what little i had
Miguel Cardozo Jul 2019
Surely, though our story is to be found amongst the rooms and walls and shelves  within the library of Babel...

Each letter perfectly paired to the next, and every space in its rightful place.
Periods and commas punctuating every moment exactly as they should.

...That room has yet to be illuminated, The walls therein unseen, It’s shelves have been left unenumerated.
And the book is yet unnamed...

Lost is the certainty,
the written account,
existing within the infinite possibilities of algorithmic and mathematical clout.

...Leaving us to marvel and worry only armed with faith and good reason, through all of life’s seasons and its many unmeasurable miserable doubts.
Kinda at a crossroads with relationships and work... I found a website called the library of Babel where a guy basically came up with a way to get every possible combination of the 26 letters in the English language, plus periods, commas and space. Making it possible to find a perfect written account of your birth/life/death and everything in between... if you just knew the location within its infinite volumes of seemingly endless babble.
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