i despise doubt
and its rigorous thorns
that swathe me
i have smelled the roses of certainty
their elegant aroma swayed me
but i am jailed within the deceit of doubt!
it pricks and pricks
crimson against milk skin
doubt has no place in my garden
so who is letting him in?
vengeance of doubt
i despise doubt
and its rigorous thorns
that swathe me
i have smelled the roses of certainty
their elegant aroma swayed me
but i am jailed within the deceit of doubt!
it pricks and pricks
crimson against milk skin
doubt has no place in my garden
so who is letting him in?