78 Doubt

I mapped my mind, tried to align my fears, 
But I’m trapped in a cage of endless years. 
Answers on shelves, yet clarity’s gone — 
The simplest solution feels so far gone. 
 
Heart’s whisper, thoughts like a storm in my head, 
This chaos inside, I’m half alive, half dead. 
I crave a deep breath, life’s taste on my tongue, 
But my feelings are wires — too tight, too strung. 

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Doubts, doubts, stop carving my soul! 
I’ll find my way, I’ll take control! 
No cure, no pills, I’ll fight alone — 
When progress is gone, I’m ripped to the bone! 

It’s so damn hard when storms never cease, 
Your soul’s screaming peace, but pain won’t release. 
You’re chasing a shadow, calling it “light” — 
A hollow illusion of getting life right. 
 
Signs everywhere, but I talk to the void, 
“What’s broken? What’s missing?” — my mind’s paranoid. 
This emptiness hums, a dissonant tune… 
How do I fix this self-sabotaged ruin? 

Chorus
Doubts, doubts, stop carving my soul! 
I’ll find my way, I’ll take control! 
No cure, no pills, I’ll fight alone — 
When progress is gone, I’m ripped to the bone! 
 
But if I pause, let my mind rewind, 
Love life, don’t race — leave haste behind. 
No need for lies, no twisted disguise — 
Truth blooms when we silence the cries. 

Chorus
Doubts, doubts, stop carving my soul! 
No need for lies, no twisted disguise — 
Truth blooms when we silence the cries. 
 
When progress is gone…)
I’m ripped to the bone.