Doubt

A harmony between belief and doubt

Her gentle whisper, soft yet strong
Would interrupt and bring me fear
Her song has become my beauty
But is now the only voice I hear

My home was warm but her song so cold
Her ice now running through my veins
Her voice sings a melody so bold
To heal my wounds by inflicting pain

Her song is freeing and destructive
Her voice like cannons, sinks my boat
But is it better to be freely swimming
Or to be in prison while afloat

She calls me to reconsider
She calls me to be free
She calls me to more than the life I knew
To smell, to taste, to feel, to breathe

I've grown to crave her melodic voice
She inspires and brings relief
But I want to hear my voice again
To harmonize with faith and disbelief

Continue to sing my doubt
But please sing softly once again
Give me room to sing along
So together our new song can begin

Reviews

[Frontier]

"She calls me to reconsider
She calls me to be free
She calls me to more than the life I knew
To smell, to taste, to feel, to breathe"

I like the paradox here, but still sounding light and yearning. It has an innocent yet sort of stubborn, unyielding feel. The theme you chose I don't see too often.