The eyes of horror,of fear

The eyes of horror,

keep looking,

keep staring,

straight into my soul making myself question,

question myself.who am I?

All my will feels willingness.

I lost,to those staring eyes,making me feel unworthy,

not good enough.

I could always do better,always keep improving,

but I can't,because of those eyes,

staring at me soullessly,

from the monster of fear. 

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Self doubt can be a real challenge - and you have certainly captured the essence of this emotion in your poignant write! I notice this post composed in 2014 - so hope circumstances have moved on more positively since this time! :-)

[Daz3626]

Awww. Whose eyes?
Some deep emotions in this poem.