The doubts in my mind exist almost like a deadly entity. It sits there waiting to spring up admist my lack of self-confidence. Never to resist a chance, it hovers silently over time and space. And I'm ever more aware of it during times of distress.
We forget you
it says. If only I could forget it. It's too strong. And it lies deceivingly dormant under the dead leaves of autumn.
Chase me once...
...catch me,
and lay me down in death. Its hands so cold and so unfeeling that I feel like I'm sinking into darkness
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