Echoes Of Doubt

In the silent chambers of my mind, I dwell,

A shadow lingers, casting its silent spell.

Whispered voices, faint but persistent, repeat,

Questions and uncertainties I cannot defeat.

Amidst the silence, I hear the echoing doubt,

A relentless whisper, never giving out.

It questions my worth, my strength, my place,

Turning my confidence into an unsteady trace.

Each step I take feels fraught with fear,

A trembling voice that whispers near.

“Are you enough? Will you succeed?

Or are you destined to fail, to concede?”

Inside, a storm rages dark and deep,

A constant battle, a restless sleep.

Self-criticism, a tidal wave,

Washing away the hope I once gave.

I search for the light within these shadows,

For a flicker of faith that gently glows.

But doubt’s heavy hand weighs me down,

Turning my joy into silent frowns.

Yet amid the chaos, a small voice persists,

A whisper of courage that still exists.

Reminding me of strength unseen,

Of battles fought, of dreams still keen.

So I strive to drown out the noise,

To find my voice among the ploys.

For even in this internal fight,

There burns a hope, a flickering light.

One day, I’ll rise beyond this cage,

Letting go of self-doubt’s dark rage.

Until then, I hold on, I press through,

Believing in a better view.

For inside me lies a resilient core,

A spirit eager to soar and explore.

And though the doubt may loudly shout,

My longing for peace will triumph out.