Weeds of Doubt

With a gust of wind
Seeds transplanted
Watered by ego
Fertilized with negativity
Invader of the mind
The little voice that couldn’t
Battle is waged in the psyche
These weeds growing strong
Roots taking anchor
In the cracks of self-worth
Bearing futile fruit
Of procrastination and fear
Questions of value and talent
Nourishing compost
Who are you to do this or that?
The boulder of doubt that crushes
Wallow not in paralyzing idleness
Thrash through the overgrowth
Do that which you dream
Climb the weeds
Scale the boulder
Grow yourself.

Debbie Gravett © 2017.03.03

via Daily Prompt: Doubt

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