Truth
By Ian Stevens
Doubt, mistakes, and fear
flying
throughout my mind,
our love together seems fogged
and unclear;
we act like we do, but questions
arise since doubt is too kind,
everyday I wonder if this is
real or if pain is near.
Hell within my heart has risen
before,
and a scar cut deep in me
remains.
Vastly abroad, dark and still
quite sore
every time I see you, my soul
feels changed.
To a love struck zombie, then a
doubtful fool memories flood in,
reaping happiness, I fear of a
repeat of the past.
Underneath layers of uncertainty
and fear I see
envy towards those with truth, I
hope this does not last.
Love is important and I need it
soon,
only you can find the answer and
finally know;
venturing through the deepest
places with only light from the moon,
even though doubt is within me,
I believe this love is true.