The Weight Of Waiting .
the sober reflections hit hard when I'm in my all time low
doubts, fear and uncertainty seems to be the order of the day
eyes closed but mind opened , the thoughts won't stop coming
running towards perfection but perfection's pace is so hard to come by
how long more till one starts soaring
or is it a matter of patience and haste ?
Deep thoughts sometimes don't amount to deep pockets
so also there's no smoke without fire
I need an action to bring about a reaction
Is it time to go hard and leave home?
what a dilemma when it comes to choosing between freedom and peace
these doubts of mine suddenly breeds insecurity
would I have a headway or not
not having the luxury to know what the future holds surely is a worry to man
my fingers have been crossed for so long they're getting numb
patiently waiting for the light at the end of the tunnel
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I can relate so much to this, doubts are always going to be there when you want to do something new but it is part of our process, trying to make things happen in one way or another, there is only fight and move forward, thank you for sharing ♥