Doubt

Doubt set the tone of my youth;
If it wasn’t bad, it wasn’t good.
Searching for worries was never hard,
In fact, it built my fragile heart.
Problems were the standard fare;
A problem here, a problem there.
Any leisure was always rushed
And stuffed inside a scheduled bus.
Doubt has now become expected;
In my heart it lies protected.

by Garret Woo

5/28/2019

Bells

Bells ring in the distance, familiar in sound,
Down from the tower since I was a boy.

They no longer mean the same thing to me now,
Though I cannot mistake their daily voice.

It comforts to hear their same drawn out toll
Still filling the air in the late afternoon.

by Garret Woo

5/14/2019

Emotion

The last time you cried, what was it about?
The loss of a loved one or even self-doubt?
Did you give yourself all the time needed to feel
Every emotion that made the pain real?
If you can say “yes”
Then take what you’ve learned;
Put it up to the test
And keep what you’ve earned.

by Garret Woo

5/5/2019

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