DOUBTS

They are the shadows following us,
shadows more visible in dark
They are the ghosts of our past,
fueling our minds at every tiny spark

Fear is nothing on its own
if not accompanied by this dirty doubt
Every soul, on its own is calm and poised
it is doubt that makes it shout

Every healthy mind
breeds dreams of castle
The one infected with doubt
finds every reason to rattle

Falling into its trap
is as easy as pie
Holding onto it
is the reason you everyday die

We look ugly when we doubt
Its a disease to be treated soon
Talk it out, share it out, cut it out
Before you see the late night moon