The 5 senses of emotions

Never enough

In the depths of inadequacy, self-doubt takes root,
A relentless shadow where confidence is mute.
Taste it? Like the bitter sting of failure's touch,
A flavor of unworthiness, proving too much.

It sounds like the echoes of self-criticism, relentless and loud,
A chorus of doubts, leaving confidence cowed.
The silence of comparison, a deafening roar,
A symphony of insufficiency, cutting to the core.

And what does it look like, this feeling of not measuring up?
Eyes downcast, unable to meet the eyes that sup.
A gaze that's haunted by shadows of doubt,
As inadequacy looms, a specter devout.

The scent of it lingers, heavy in the air,
Like the smell of defeat, too much to bear.
A scent that suffocates, choking the soul,
A reminder of not reaching the self-imposed goal.

Feel it? Like a weight pressing down on the spirit,
A burden of worthlessness, too hard to bear it.
A racing heartbeat, pounding with self-blame,
As inadequacy consumes, feeding the flame.

And in the end, feeling never enough is a relentless foe,
A shadowy presence that refuses to go.
A reminder of shortcomings, a relentless plight,
Leaving hearts heavy, in the dead of night.