Doubt

Breathe in breathe out through lungs of doubt
that feed on red from all about.
Demanding to feel the ruby touch
of anything around seeming as such.
Starved of connection from outside
this troublesome and trapping loathsome hide.
Bright signs around to warn away
all those who want to overstay
their welcome in and around this pathway.
Trapped like a fence that blocks a path
from those who seek to create a bloodbath.
Fear takes hold and demands to control
pieces and centers of every soul.
Awaiting the day confidence takes hold
and allows the joy to unfold.Sweet scent of candy bleeding desire.
Loved, yet wrapping dropped into a fire.
Undone so quickly like the buttons of fashion,
though what remains is anything but passion.
Houses with windows and doors
building what could be peoples’ rapport.
Outlined in bright bold lines
wrapping around as if vines
took hold of the place and refused
to allow it to go unused.Colouring every little spot and sunset
in shades unique to a crimson palette.
Sprinkling dots into scarves and socks
methodically like a ticking clock.
Wheels with a center of wine,
rolling and turning hoping to aline
with a road that breathes up and down
and feeds on sounds from way uptown.

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