A Poem

It’s coming…

I can feel it creeping in each day,

burying me slowly.

The doubt.

Am I good enough for this?

Are the stories good enough?

Should I stop trying to edit,

stop trying to revise,

bury them in a drawer?

Should I let the blogging cease?

Am I good enough for this?

Am I good enough?

Can I shake off the dregs of doubt trickling down on my head,

the ones quoted from rejection letters past?

Can I rise above it?

Am I good enough?

 

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