Doubt Wins

Fear

brews

in silence;

doubt settles

like dew at dawn,

sweating on everything.

But, the need to be sought

is grander than the frustration

of betraying one’s own thoughts.

Hope rides along, reluctantly;

it aims to mollify a fixation,

submitting to an impulse,

an itch. It always ends

with a balancing act

of love and life

in unrest.

Doubt

wins. 

 © 2013 Helena Malheur