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 i have dared to dream
 away
my dear and eldest friend
           a friend called Doubt.
i have frowned and
  summoned
       a denial
in which
          my dear old friend
     does not exist.
Doubt and i have quarrelled over folly

left each other

i have tried to leave Doubt
       far behind me
             in the shadows
but
        Doubt with his black beady eyes
                     takes me by the hand
and 
          drags me home again.


long ago when i was but a child
     i was afraid of Doubt
            for Doubt knew my insecurities
and played at them
               still Doubt remains a shadow
on every place i leave behind.


and then again
    when i was but a child
        a new friend came to me
                 a friend called Fear.
at first i wept
    for Fear with his long black cloak
restrained me and dared not let me go.
         while once i was afraid
                   my darling Fear
now
     doth keep me company
when all else have abandoned me.

i have walked through lands

far                                 and                                  wide

and tiptoed
toandfro

     with my companion Fear
in my times of desperation
                 i have tried to run away from Fear
but
           he is never more than one step behind
and
        still Fear remains my most loyal friend.

let me not forgot my
          charming Melancholy
  who likes to poke his head round
 now and then.
from time
to
     time
                    and time again i have walked hand-in-hand with
    charming Melancholy
whose company i keep

and i weep
         for such a sweet caress has Melancholy
              that i cannot help
but crave it.

 so dear to me are my friends
        Melancholy, Doubt and Fear
i have a friend named Hope
      but she is never here.

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